Hey guys. It’s my first time writing a fanfic. Please tell how it is. To all the writers here, you are my inspiration.
The story is about a girl named Heera Mishra. I will introduce the other characters soon.
Note: The story proceeds in the heroin’s POV.
Hope you will enjoy it.
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Part 1
“Trrrrrr”
She woke up hearing the alarm ring. She looked at the time. It was 4’o clock. Nowadays she woke up at this time as her exams were nearing.
She kept her books on the table and started by simply turning the pages while her mind wandered somewhere else.
Her father, Akshay Kumar Mishra, was the manager of a multinational company. He was a hard working man.
She was her parents’ only child. So he loved her and cared for her more than anything else. He would do anything that his daughter asks him .
Her mother, Radha Mishra did not like this and always say that he was pampering her. But that never stopped him. She never exploited his over caring.
Just then her father got a transfer to the company’s head office. She and her mother thought of staying back home but since her father could not live without seeing his family, they were left with no other choice other than to accompany him
One week have passed since then. Her father enrolled her into Parang college in the BBA department. Since the medium of study was English, she wouldn’t have a problem with the classes.
She thought about her first day at college. Her father dropped her since it was her first day in the unknown place. She waved bye and they both wished each other a good day.
She walked towards the entrance. How come she was going to find her class. She could have asked her father’s help. But she didn’t want him to be late because of her.
She walked towards the entrance hoping to find someone. But there was no one there.“Where the hell is my my class?” she thought.
She saw a notice board. She walked towards it hoping to find something. She was walking real slow. But suddenly someone collided with her. The papers he had with him flew around. She was busy collecting the papers.
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Revel about the person in the next part.
Till then take care.
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