You know how things always happen like they do in the movies?
Well, my dear audience, this wasn't one of them.
Nothing magical happened—at least, not in the way I had imagined.
I simply said "Yes" to her. But between that one small word, a storm of thoughts lit up inside my head.
Why was she calling me?
How did she even know my name?
It felt like a miracle. She walked towards me, and I swear, I turned into a statue. Motionless. Breathless.
She handed me a book and said softly, "It's yours. You left it in my class the other day."
I said nothing. Just took it, nodded vaguely, and walked out like an idiot.
Then—suddenly—it hit me.
I didn't even thank her.
So I turned around and headed back. As I reached the door, I saw her… standing near the almirah, reaching for something on the top shelf. Her saree shifted, revealing the curve of her waist.
I froze.
There I stood, staring like a starving man, though I hate to admit it. Not because it was wrong—but because my feelings had finally broken through the walls I had built around them.
Then, shame washed over me. I quickly looked away.
"Ms. Kaya… Ms. Kaya…"
My voice cracked like a lamb's cry. Pathetic.
I was nervous. Shy. Small.
Still, I managed to say, "Thanks… for the book."
She turned, her face lit up with a smile—a soft, beautiful smile. A little dimple formed on her cheek.
God, that smile.
"You're welcome, my dear," she said.
My dear.
Those words felt like magic. Like sunlight on skin after a long, cold night.
I turned away and left. But something inside me refused to settle.
My chest was alive. My heart? Restless.
Feelings were jumping, kicking, screaming to be set free.
I reached home, but her voice echoed in my mind.
That smile replayed again and again.
And then…
Something strange happened.
Oh no.
After all these years… I felt it again. That shift inside me. That surge. That forbidden something.
My wings.
Yes, my wings—my problematic identity.
You see, I'm not just a man who dreams.
I'm not even just a science teacher.
I am… something else. Something that doesn't belong in this world.
But I still belong to her.
I love humans…
But I love Ms. Kaya more.