Day 1- 

It was event day. Lots of work was piling up for Yatin. He was the public relations head at his college event. He was stressed out because he had to manage multiple colleges and participants. The college event was spread over three days, which were divided into various sub-events. Several colleges registered to participate in the events, making managing the event flow difficult. Yatin dashed from passage to passage to various event classes, ensuring that all participants were in the correct event class. While running from the passage, Yatin heard a voice say, "Excuse me?" As he was in a hurry and had already passed by her, he twisted, and the first thing he saw were her curves. "Smile Curves" is not the one you're thinking of.
 


That girl asked, "Hey, can you tell me which is the class where the reporting event is going to take place?"
 
Yatin, who was astonished, said, "Yeah, it's in class number 2."
 
girl smiled and said "thank you" and went inside the class.
 
That smile while she passed was the killer blow. That was the exact moment when Yatin felt that time did stop for a moment. As a PR head, he was working from morning until night, but he had his two minutes of heart-settling moments in between the event chaos. Soon he snapped out of it because the event had started and one participant was missing. So, he set out to discover why he hadn't yet arrived. Somehow he made sure the event in class number 1 was going smoothly, but the thought of that girl who was sitting in class 2 was not letting him settle peacefully.
It was still half an hour left to start reporting event, but the thought of her pulled Yatin into Class 2, where he saw that she was writing something on a piece of paper. As a PR head, he already knew which contingent was sitting where, but just to have a conversation with her, he went straight and asked her from which contingent she was, which he already knew. He also asked the group sitting beside her from which contingent they were, but just as a formality, as he already knew because the seating arrangements were divided into rows and contingent. Somehow, 15 minutes had passed before the event began, and 15 minutes remained for it to begin. Using his power as head, he shifted the event into class 3, as it was an empty class, and he wanted to talk to her. So, after he made sure the event starts in class 3, he went towards her and said, "Hey, the event will be starting in the next class," to which she agreed and shifted into the allotted class, where Yatin just wanted to talk, which he did with her but lacked the courage to go and directly approach her with just an intention of knowing her. Without getting flustered, he somehow managed to talk with her three times, because of which he was happy and carried out the first day of the event.

Day 2- 

Day 2 passes so fast and is hectic for Yatin, as he gets no time to see her. The thought of not getting to see her on the second day makes him feel sad, but the event must go on. The vail timing in between the hectic event makes Yatin realise that all those little moments and little things aren't little, and the lyrics of Eminem's song "That you get one shot" made sense on this second day because clearly he didn't know when he'd get his second chance to see her and know her name. The third day of the event was sure, but whether or not she would come was still a mystery. 

read more in part 2.

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