"We all love, but only a few truly fall in love. I am Kathrin, and this is my story."
I was nineteen, stepping into twenty. Youth surged through me, pride in my beauty gleamed, and my whims danced boldly on my brow.It was my first day at university. I was incredibly nervous, yet excited too. A fire burned inside me—to achieve something, to make my parents proud. But in the back of my mind, I kept worrying: it's the first day, what if a senior tries to rag me? That would be so humiliating.I checked the notice board and found my classroom. As I entered, I greeted everyone and noticed the seating arrangement—girls on one side, boys on the other. I didn’t even glance toward the boys; I wanted to keep my distance. Suddenly, a girl beside me said, 'That boy is someone I know.' I looked toward the boys’ side, and amidst the crowd, I saw him—smiling. That was the first time I laid eyes on him. And the moment my gaze met his, a voice echoed in my mind: 'What kind of boy is this? He doesn’t seem good at all..Then something happened...
