I don't know if you read my last letter, or the first one, rather. Even if you did, I wouldn't know, for you never really talk. Shy they call you, but I don't think you are. There's a lot going in your mind every minute, even right now (only if you're reading this), that you choose to keep to yourself, instead. Unlike the times you teach so confidently. Oh! This reminds me of where I left my last letter incomplete; you, teaching us CR. Right? Let me continue. As soon as you started with concepts, you became a soldier shooting bullets in the form of questions. Soon, my turn came. You tried maintaining an eye contact, you couldn't. I made you more uncomfortable by staring right into your eyes. It wasn't intentional, though. A guy with hazy brown eyes is not so common, especially to a girl who has befriended every other guy in her life. Only girl in the class? Did I bother you? You left saying you have other errands to run. I sat their wishing to excuse you and ask, "I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name?". Letters to crush. #2 Dear Crush, did you read the last one yet? Click #AyushiCrushTales to read in continuation.
