Ch-1 Message

The evening sun casts a warm glow over the chaotic streets as a plump girl with dark short tresses, warm brown eyes, and spectacles perched delicately upon her nose sitting by the window. Preferring the solace of her thoughts, she roamed through life's tapestry with a quiet grace. Despite her introverted nature, she exuded a resilient spirit and a serene aura that set her apart. The faint buzz of her phone pulled her back to reality, revealing a simple message that would change her life.

"Hey it's me Zayd"

Mishti's Pov:

'What does he want?' Rolling my tired eyes and fixing my glasses I decided to reply.

Mishti : "What do you want now?"

Zayd : "Just wanted to lyk to not mind whatever I say on the group chat."

Zayd was a member of Instagram group chat for strangers to make friends from all over the country. He rarely stays active though, he is a college student i guess, anyways. Last night all the members were joking around giving each other a name when someone gave me a nickname 'lgtv wali aunty'.

Mishti : "I don't mind :) "

I didn't mind, I m used to people calling me names. Being a part of LGBTQ+ is hard, but I just got used to this. If I get offended at everything I won't be even able to enjoy my life.

Zayd: "I agree with the fact that anyone can love anyone they want."

He isn't that bad, I shouldn't have judged him at first glance. Sigh...surprisingly the conversation lasted for 20 minutes. Fact was that, I was avoiding talking to guys in my private chat so it was surprising that we talked so much. We didn't talk about anything in particular but were practically spamming memes with each other. It was kinda fun until he left me on seen and I lost the ability to chat. Getting my ass up from the bed I went outside to the balcony to admire the sky. The clear sky was now getting darker, cold wind passing by , sending chills down my spain.

The rain fell softly, tapping on the ground like a gentle lullaby. It painted a peaceful picture, bringing calm and freshness to the world outside. The sound of raindrops on the window whispered tranquility, wrapping everything in a cozy blanket of quiet contemplation. Amidst the falling rain, a sense of peace settled in, reminding her of the beauty found in the simplest moments of nature's embrace.

❀

It's been days since we talked, he was busy but that's isn't something I should be bother about. He is just a guy who I talked for some time and that's it. I wouldn't even care if we never talked again, I don't even know anything about him.

Shrugging my shoulders I looked my reflection at the mirror. I wasn't a typical teenage girl who looked like a actress or something. My hairs were messy double chin visible and my stomach, about that i looked like a pregnant girl, I even have stretch marks.

" Geez I hate myself."

How did I even manage to get a boyfriend. I m not even crush material. I m not beautiful or pretty. I m just a sixteen year old girl that no one would never want as their girlfriend.

Oh another thing , it turned out Zayd is my boyfriend's friend. That's cool I guess right.

Suddenly my phone started to ring, it was my bf Aman. Walking away from the mirror to the balcony I picked up the call.

'Hi'

'What you doing? Why did it take time to pick up the call?'

'I-I was h-helping mom' I lied, I don't know why he scares me sometimes. But that doesn't change the fact that he loves me right.

'Hmm so started working out right? '

'N-no... I ain't getting time, coaching, studies-'

'Look at yourself you weight so much no one would even love you with that weight of yours'He is right I am fat with full of flaws, no one would love me. He just care about me. And he loves me he just cares about my health.

Zayd : *new message*