Chapter Three: Who is this girl?

Four years had passed, and now I'm 19 years old; physically, l recovered. Mentally, still damaged. The incident wholly changed me. I lost almost my senses; l couldn't taste the delicious food, l couldn't smell the prigrent of flowers. In short, l lost the motive to live, escaping reality.

My mind and boy had merged. What l think that my body does is act like a robot. Yeah, I'm a humanoid robot.

But l can't live like that, l have to work. I moved on. I decided to enter an academy to improve my skills. Luckily, l got access to the INAI( Indian National Academy Of Improvement).

When the new government appears, a bunch of new ideas are invented, and INAI is the result. In short, INAI is a heaven on Earth for students.

IANI promises that they value each student. They valued education, not the completion. Also the academy has advanced technology that is famous all over the world.

Now you are thinking is hard to enter, but not that. The success rate is 30%, and your character is good so the success rate is 50%- they value the character the most.

' Now, I'm going, mother'.

' Take care and call me. Eat meal on time, not negotiate'.

' Okay'.

' Vikram, you worked hard this whole year, so take some rest.'

' Okay, father'.

Vroom!

The journey was long( two days and two nights). At least, l arrived at the airport( **** name). A bus came and picked me up. The bus was filled with male and female students.

Chatting! Chatting!

Now l noticed that a girl was sitting next to me. She is sleeping. Her long black hair covered her face, so l could barely see.

Thub!

Suddenly, the bus shuddered.

'ouch!'

And the girl awoke. After she awoke, she arranged her messed hair, and now l can properly see her face— light skin with a golden undertone. Blue eyes; range from pale sky blue to deep navy.

Thud-thud-thud!

What is going on?...my heart is beating faster than usual. Just seeing her...my heart, skipped a bit. I can't calm down.

Suddenly, a memory was flashed in my mind. I never thought l had a memory like that...it should have been my memory before the accident.

I memory of a girl... A promise.

' Vikram, let's be together forever, hehe-'

' Yes, Ne-'

Ouch! My head hurts– suddenly, l saw a vague memory of a girl the same age as me ( 15 years ). I can't see her face but l was about to know her name, but my head hurts.

I closely looked at her once again.

Then l felt a familiar feeling from her when l saw that girl in my mind.

Could it be...

' Yeah, did we meet before?... In childhood'.

I realized the girl was mute. She replied to me with sign language. So, l mistook her. The memory of the girl can talk. Haaa...but another question arose. How l can read her sign language. When l learned it and if it's my experience, I should be lose.

(who is that mistrious girl?)