How it started..




I found him online, on a messaging app. He contacted me first and a random question was how it started. We were in the same group, a group where we discussed our artistic interests and shared our creations. He loved my quilling projects. And one day he directly messaged me.

"Hey, Ashutosh here 😊."

"Hello"

"Do you make paper earrings?"

"Yup"

"😅 I was just curious...how did you start quilling?"

"Ohhh. That started when I was gifted a quilling set...

"......"

".........."

And that was our first conversation.

He told me that he was studying hotel management and was currently working as a waiter at a cafe. I found cafes romantic. I was someone who found romance even where one typically wouldn't look for it. But cafes *are* romantic.

We had been dating online for a year and today we were going to meet. It was weird, I knew. Why I chose him, how did it happen, I could have found someone else offline right? But he was unique, I loved his thinking. He was a rare one. His philosophical conversations interested me and my philosophical stances interested him. He was an odd one and he didn't care that he didn't fit in.

So. Today. I was here, in his city, in the cafe where he worked, waiting for him at a table. He wasn't working today. He had taken an off day specially for me.

"Riku!"

I look up. There he is! That cute grin of his lighting up his face.

To be continued.


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