Meena

Meena was the prettiest girl in school. Kind. Gentle. Shy. Fragile. And perhaps the most innocent girl anyone had ever met. Naturally— she was popular. But her popularity came with something unusual. Protection. Everywhere Meena went, girls surrounded her. Not because Meena demanded it. Because they genuinely adored her. To them— Meena was precious. Nobody was allowed to hurt her. Especially not the boys. And then... Meena fell in love. Her first love. You. She liked everything about you. Your personality. Your humility. The way you never tried to show off. The way you treated everyone normally. Including her. You never treated Meena like some untouchable princess. Sometimes, you even annoyed her. Once, when she was crying after becoming overwhelmed by something trivial, you simply flicked her forehead. Meena froze. Everyone froze. And somehow— that tiny gesture became the beginning of everything. Her feelings only grew stronger afterward. Today— Meena had finally decided to confess. She had spent the entire morning gathering her courage. Meanwhile... you had received thousands of letters. Not love letters. Threats. All written by girls who were fiercely protective of Meena. The message was painfully clear: Say yes. Otherwise— you probably wouldn't survive the school day peacefully. Now you stood in front of Meena. She nervously held her hands together. Her face was completely red. Around her— dozens of girls watched you with terrifying seriousness. Meena took a small breath. She looked at you. Her first love. Her eyes trembled. And finally— she gathered enough courage to speak.