My Enemy My Crush My Love

Dev's POV

Today was yet another lazy morning and i knew that i would be getting some. My gf was super horny post her stats classes and i just knew that today would be yet another day when we made out in canteen. I had scouted just the perfect spot where there was a cctv blindspot.

Today was going to be fun

Tachi's POV

Urva that damn witch! She was supposed to pick me up for the first day of college. She conveniently forgot. Not only did i come alone I had to wait for her at the canteen because she had my form. The security was sweet enough and let me in as I was Urva's friend and her father owned this super elite college.

Just as i was about to get up and move towards the classes i got a text from Urva saying she will be late by an hour as her brother just informed her about a party and she had to select a new dress...

Fuck my life...i was at a place without any idea about my classes and without an id....

Dev's POV

Who the hell did she think she was?

She was sitting at our table, staring at her phone as though she owned the damn place.

Who had given her permission to sit there?

More importantly, why the hell was I the one who cared?

I stopped a few feet away and stared at her.

She didn’t even look up.

That irritated me more.

Everyone looked up when I walked into a room.

She didn’t.

I glanced around the canteen.

There were dozens of empty tables.

Dozens.

And this girl had somehow chosen mine.

Of course she had.

I walked towards her.

“You’re sitting in my seat.”

Nothing.

She continued scrolling.

I clenched my jaw.

“Excuse me?”

This time she looked up.

And that was when I made my first mistake.

I looked at her.

Really looked at her.

She had the kind of face that made you want to stare and then pretend you hadn’t been staring. Her hair was falling over one shoulder, and there was a tiny crease between her eyebrows because whatever she was reading on her phone seemed to be irritating her.

Her eyes met mine.

Calm.

Unimpressed.

Almost amused.

I immediately disliked her.

“Your seat?” she asked.

“Yes.”

She glanced at the chair beneath her.

Then at me.

Then back at the chair.

“Does it have your name engraved underneath?”

I stared at her.

“No.”

“Then I suppose we’re both going to have to learn to share.”

She went back to her phone.

I actually laughed.

Not because she was funny.

Because she had absolutely no idea who she was talking to.

“You’ve got a lot of attitude for someone sitting in the wrong place.”

“And you’ve got a lot of confidence for someone who doesn’t own the chair.”

I pulled the chair opposite her and sat down.

Her eyes flickered towards me.

“You’re still here?”

“Unfortunately for you.”

She smiled.

It wasn’t a sweet smile.

It was the kind of smile that said she had just decided annoying me was going to be entertaining.

I leaned back.

“You know, most people apologise when they realise they’ve pissed me off.”

“Most people must be very boring.”

I narrowed my eyes.

She raised an eyebrow.

And for some inexplicable reason, I wanted to make her do it again.

“What’s your name?”

“Why?”

“So I know what to call you when I tell you to get out of my seat.”

She locked her phone and slipped it into her bag.

“Tachi.”

“Tachi.”

I repeated it slowly.

She watched me.

“Dev.”

“I didn’t ask.”

I smiled.

“You’re going to learn it anyway.”

Before she could respond, I heard someone call my name.

I turned.

My girlfriend was walking towards us.

And suddenly, I remembered why I’d wanted this particular table.

Perfect view.

Almost no camera coverage.

Privacy.

And now?

Tachi was sitting right in the middle of it.

My girlfriend reached us and stopped.

She looked at Tachi.

Then at me.

Then back at Tachi.

“Who’s she?”

I opened my mouth.

Tachi beat me to it.

“Apparently, I’m sitting in his seat.”

My girlfriend looked at me.

“You have a seat?”

I rubbed my forehead.

“This is complicated.”

Tachi stood.

For one second, I thought she was finally going to leave.

Instead, she leaned towards me.

“Don’t worry, Dev.”

Her voice dropped just enough that only I could hear her.

“I’ll let you have your precious seat.”

She paused.

Then smiled.

“But next time, ask nicely.”

And walked away.

I watched her leave.

I shouldn’t have.

I knew that.

But I did.

And the worst part?

I was smiling.

“Dev.”

I looked at my girlfriend.

“What?”

“Why are you smiling?”

I immediately stopped.

“I wasn’t.”

“You were.”

“No, I wasn’t.”

She crossed her arms.

“Who is she?”

I glanced towards the entrance.

Tachi had disappeared.

I didn’t know where she’d gone.

I didn’t know why I was looking for her.

And I definitely didn’t know why I suddenly wanted her to come back.

“Nobody.”

That should have been the end of it.

It wasn’t.

Because three hours later, as I walked into my first lecture and found the same girl walking in and sitting down in the seat beside mine.

She looked at me.

Her lips curved.

“Oh.”

She tilted her head.

“You again.”

I stared at her.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.”

She smiled wider.

“Looks like we’re going to be neighbours.”

I looked at the empty seats around us.

Then at her.

“You’ve got the entire classroom.”

“I know.”

“Then why did you sit here?”

She leaned closer.

“Maybe I like annoying you.”

I swallowed.

She was too close.

Close enough that I could smell her perfume.

Close enough that I could see the tiny flecks of brown in her eyes.

Close enough that I realised something I absolutely did not want to realise.

I liked having her this close.

I leaned towards her anyway.

“Careful, Tachi.”

Her eyes dropped briefly to my mouth before returning to my eyes.

“Why?”

“Because if you keep flirting with me, people might start thinking you like me.”

She smiled.

“Who said I’m flirting?”

I held her gaze.

“You’re not?”

“No.”

“Then why are you smiling?”

“Maybe I find you entertaining.”

I laughed softly.

“That’s unfortunate.”

“Why?”

“Because I find you irritating.”

She leaned back in her chair.

“Then we’re even.”

The professor walked into the classroom.

Everyone turned towards the board.

Everyone except me.

Because I had just met the one girl in college who seemed completely immune to me.

And, somehow, that made me want her attention more than anything else.

Tachi’s POV

I am sure he had a gf. The girl who walked in. I still felt like flirting with him. I liked him. He was cute. Was he game? I assumed he was because he was staring at me. I knew the risks i faced if i pursued him but i just felt like doing it. Starting something with him was definitely wrong but i fancied him.

Why should I stop myself from pursuing the guy i wanted?

Lets see what is to be done...I am sure the opportunity to make him mine will present itself soon enough. I am surprised that I liked him though it was unusual to say the least.

I was always around people who were polite and came from business families. My father was a wealthy businessman in the pharmaceutical industry, while Urva’s father had built an equally successful empire in the education sector. Their businesses were completely different, but the two of them had been close business partners for years, and their relationship had long since extended beyond boardrooms and business deals.

I had spent countless days around both of them, listening to conversations about investments, expansion, acquisitions and the occasional argument over some business decision. Growing up around them had taught me early that money was not simply something you inherited. It was something you learned to manage, multiply and protect.

Both of them knew I wanted to start something of my own someday. They had even agreed to invest in my first business, provided I spent enough time learning the business from them first.

So yes, I had grown up surrounded by wealth, business and people who knew exactly what they wanted.

And perhaps that was why I had never been particularly impressed by boys who thought money and status were enough to get my attention.

Dev, unfortunately, seemed to be getting it without even trying.