Their beginning - Nirvaan

"_ Shweta."

"Miss Shweta."

"Hmmm"

Hearing someone calling her name in the background, Shweta got out of her stapor and looked away with a frown on her face.

"Sorry, what?" She asked.

"Your introduction. Or you can just choose a place to sit." The professor repeated again. Though he tried to act normal, the man was sweating buckets on his back as he watched her frowning at him.

"My name's Shweta. I had to change my city and transfer here due to some family issues. I think I'm good at studies, so I won't trouble you all much, but I'll ask for help if necessary." She finished her introduction and some normal info in a calm tone looking at everyone.

Yet her eyes drafted back to that boy again.

But this time she didn't stop and looked away instantly. "Thank you all for welcoming me. And let's hope we have a wonderful year together."

Her words had just finished when sounds of clapping rang in the classroom.