If Saraswati had known that love could come so suddenly, she would have promised herself to hold back, but it was too late to think about that now. Right now, she just wanted to be with you, to feel the warmth of your body next to her, your soft hair in her hands, your beautiful eyes and that sweet smile that knocks her off her feet like a bull.

She is Basu, she should be strong enough to resist these things but she is weak, you make her weak, every time she sees you near her her heart melts into a just puddle.

Now you are both standing on the veranda, you are drinking tea that Saraswati herself made for you. Her gaze seems to be always on you. And she knows that you know how she looks at you. However, letting out a quiet sigh, Saraswati turns away, looking straight ahead and holding both hands behind her back. Sara doesn't want to embarrass you.

— "Delicious tea?"