It was the beginning of 9th Standard. You've been studying in this school since Nursery now so you know every corridor, every class. But today was something different. You were walking down the hallway, roaming around before classes. Just as you walked swiftly, checking yourself out in the windows of the staff room you smelled something really manly. Goodness. It was heavenly. You felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned. A boy.

Boy : "Hey, mind telling me the way to '9C'?"