A girl entered the engineering class, wearing a college dress. The madam was teaching on the board. No student could see that girl — it was like she was invisible. No one felt her presence. She went and sat on the last bench.
She was looking for someone — a person she could take to her own world.
Ravi Kumar started walking to his college in the soft morning sunlight. The air felt strange, like something different was going to happen today. He knew it was his first day of college, but there was still a small smile on his face.
The reason was his terrible illness —
Blood cancer!
He did not know that this might be his last day on Earth. And soon, his name and identity would change.
"Why not live this day like I lived every other day before?" he said to himself.
Ravi, only eighteen years old, full of life and dreams, was still happy in the moment.
He walked with confidence and peace in his heart — as if nothing could stop his spirit.
Wearing a clean white shirt and blue jeans, Ravi walked toward the main gate of the college. Excitement shone in his eyes. He pulled his bag tighter on his shoulder. Just when he reached the gate, he remembered — he had forgotten to wear the college uniform!
The guard at the gate stopped him. The guard looked a bit annoyed and said,
"Hey! Where are you running? You can't just go in like that. Why are you not in uniform? Are you new here?"
Ravi, breathing heavily, said,
"Yes, brother. I'm new here. I came from twenty-five miles away, and I'm already late. Please let me in."
The guard looked at him seriously for a moment, then smiled a little and said,
"Alright, go ahead."
Ravi sighed in relief and ran inside the college. His footsteps echoed across the open ground. He felt both excitement and a little nervousness.
As he turned toward the classrooms, a professor stopped him. The professor was wearing a red tie and a watch, and his deep, strict voice made Ravi's heart beat faster.
The professor said loudly,
"Which class are you going to? And which department are you from?"
Ravi, a little nervous but excited, replied, "B.Tech… Computer Science, sir."
The professor looked straight into his eyes, like he could see through him. Then he said firmly,
"Alright. Go to the last classroom."
Ravi nodded and started walking toward it.
He felt a mix of relief, curiosity, and fear — his first class was about to begin.
At the end of the hallway, he found the classroom. It was an English class, and the madam was teaching grammar on the board.
Standing at the door, Ravi said softly,
"May I come in, ma'am?"
But the madam didn't reply. She was busy writing on the board. Some students looked at Ravi and laughed. A few waved their hands, asking him to come in.
Ravi took a few slow steps inside. Then the madam turned and asked sharply,
"Who are you?"
Ravi felt embarrassed and said quietly,
"I…"
The class burst into laughter.
Gathering courage, Ravi said again,
"My name is Ravi Kumar."
The madam asked,
"Which branch?"
"Computer Science," Ravi replied.
"Alright. Sit at the back," the madam said.
Ravi walked to the last bench. There sat a beautiful girl with a calm smile. She gestured for him to sit beside her. Ravi looked around — everyone was sitting in pairs. Only that one seat was empty. He smiled and decided to sit there.
After a few minutes of silence, Ravi asked softly,
"What's your name? You already know mine."
The girl smiled and said,
"My name is Lily."
Ravi smiled back and said,
"Nice to meet you, Lily. I'm happy to sit beside you."
The classroom was quiet but filled with a strange, light feeling. Ravi thought — this new year and this new class were going to bring something special.
After their short talk, the bell rang.
Ravi asked curiously, "Which subject is next?"
Lily smiled and said, "It's Math class."
Ravi laughed softly and nodded. Just then, a new teacher entered the classroom,
and everyone stood up — Ravi and Lily too.
Ravi Kumar's eyes started to burn. But he didn't know that in front of Lily's magic, not just humans — even great souls could fall.
Still, he stood straight, keeping his eyes open, trying hard to control himself. But the hypnosis was forcing him. In front of his eyes, old blurry memories and the voices of doctors echoed — "You have only a few months left to live. After that, you won't survive."
His eyes could see the scene in front of him for only two more minutes.