Step into the vibrant world of Ayam, a shy middle schooler whose quiet life is turned upside down by the arrival of Alya, a mysterious transfer student from Russia. This captivating story explores the awkward beauty of first impressions, the surprising twists of fate, and the tender beginnings of connection, all set against the lively backdrop of school life. Join Ayam as he navigates unexpected crushes and the thrill of new friendships in a tale brimming with charm and heartfelt moments.
Chapter 1: The Transfer Student Story shuru hoti hai class 8th ke pehle din se. Ayam hamesha se ek bohat hi shy aur introvert ladka tha. Wo hamesha back bench par baitha aur koshish karta ki koi use notice na kare. Uska best friend tha Yuje, bilkul Ayam ka opposite tha — charming, athletic aur super attractive. Jab bhi Yuje corridor se guzarta, ladkiyan whispers shuru kar deti thin. "Look, it's Yuje!" "He's so cool!" Lekin us din, sabki nazrein Yuje se hatkar class ke darwaze par tik gayi. Class teacher ne announce kiya: "Students meet our new transfer student from Russia, Alya."Alya andar aayi. Uske sunhere baal (blonde hair) sunlight mein chamak rahe the aur uski aankhein bilkul crystal clear blue thiyan. Poori class mein ek dum pin-drop silence ho gaya. Ayam ne apni notebook se nazrein uthayi aur bas dekhta reh gaya. Usne kabhi kisi ko itna sundar nahi dekha tha. Alya ne halke se bow kiya aur kaha, "Privet... I mean, Hello. I am Alya. Nice to meet you." Uska accent thoda alag tha, jo use aur bhi mysterious bana raha tha. Teacher ne smile karte hue kaha, "Alya, tum Ayam ke saath wali khali seat par baith jao." Ayam ka dil zor se dhadakne laga. 'Mere paas? Kyun?!' usne socha. Alya uski taraf chali aur apni chair pull ki. Jab wo baithi, toh ek halki si vanilla aur roses jaisi khushbu Ayam tak pahunchi. Alya ne Ayam ki taraf dekha aur ek choti si, polite smile di. Ayam ek dum freeze ho gaya. Wo itna nervous tha ki usne bas jaldi se apna sar jhuka liya aur apni book mein kuch random lines draw karne laga. Tabhi, side se ek awaaz aayi. Alya ne dhere se Russian mein kuch badbadaya: "Etot paren' vyglyadit takim neryashlivym..." (This guy looks so messy...) Ayam ko Russian nahi aati thi, par use laga ki shayad Alya ne kuch bura kaha. Par tabhi, Alya ne English mein kaha, "Excuse me, can I borrow a pen? Mera bag abhi tak raste mein hai." Yuje, jo aage baitha tha, fauran piche muda aur apni brightest smile ke saath bola, "Sure! Main de sakta hoon!" Lekin Alya ne Yuje ko ignore kar diya aur sirf Ayam ki taraf dekhti rahi, jaise wo uske answer ka wait kar rahi ho.
