Chapter 2
The Day I Met Him
Jays pov
Four years ago…
Before promises…
Before heartbreak…
Before I lost him…
There was just me.
Standing at the edge of something new.
My first day.
New college.
New people.
New life.
I stood at the gate…
holding my bag tightly…
trying to act normal.
But inside?
I was nervous.
Very nervous.
"Okay Jay… don't mess this up…"
I whispered to myself.
Students were everywhere…
laughing… talking… rushing past me…
like they all already belonged here.
And me?
I felt like I didn't.
I took a deep breath…
and stepped forward—
"Move."
A voice.
Cold. Careless.
Right behind me.
Before I could even turn—
someone brushed past my shoulder.
I lost my balance slightly.
"Hey—!"
I turned instantly.
Annoyed.
And that's when I saw him.
Tall.
Hands in his pockets.
Walking like nothing mattered.
He didn't even look back.
"Excuse me!" I called out.
He stopped.
Slowly turned.
And looked at me.
For a second…
I forgot what I was about to say.
His eyes…
were different.
Sharp.
Unbothered.
Like he had already decided
I wasn't important.
"What?" he said.
Flat.
That snapped me back.
"You just pushed me."
He looked at me.
Then at my shoulder.
Then back at me.
"You're still standing."
I blinked.
"...What?"
He shrugged slightly.
"Then it's not a problem."
Excuse me?!
"Are you serious right now?!"
He didn't answer.
Just turned again like I didn't exist.
"HEY!"
He stopped again.
This time… clearly annoyed.
"What do you want?"
"Say sorry."
He looked at me again.
Longer this time.
And I don't know why…
but I felt it.
His gaze.
Slow.
Observing.
It made my heart skip.
Just a little.
Then…
he smirked.
"No."
And just like that…
he walked away.
I stood there.
Speechless.
Annoyed.
"Unbelievable…"
I muttered.
Who even acts like that?!
I should've ignored it.
I should've just walked away.
But something felt… strange.
I was irritated.
Yes.
But also…
curious.
I turned slightly…
watching him walk away.
There was something about him.
Something I couldn't explain.
And I hated that.
"Idiot…"
I whispered.
But deep inside…
a small voice said something else.
You're going to see him again.
I didn't know his name.
I didn't know anything about him.
But somehow…
that moment stayed with me.
And I didn't realize it then…
but that was the beginning.
Not of something simple.
But of something that would grow…
slowly…
deeply…
dangerously…
Into a love…
I would one day have to lose.
If I had known that day…
what he would become to me…
Maybe…
I would've never turned back
when he walked away.
But I did.
And that was my mistake.
To be continued… 💔✨