Crushed1 min 561 1 min 561
It was the Ist day of the year. She entered our 2nd year bachelor class with a bunch of books tucked in her arms covering her chest. The small rimmed glasses looked cute in her face. She had pouting pink lips just enough to slightly show her two sweet teeth. Boys and girls did not sit together except some lucky ones. Suddenly the girls' side stood up and said “Good Morning Ma'am”.