"Dear passengers, we are about to land, so I request you all to fasten your seatbelts." Announced the pilot.

"Finally, " I thought. Even though the journey had been smooth and hassle-free, I felt lethargic as this was my first flight journey. I felt nauseated at first but felt better gradually.

After going through the customs, sorting out my luggage and visa, I made a beeline to the terminal. Just as I was putting the papers in my bag, I bumped into someone, lost my ground along with the papers. 

I almost kissed the floor but was saved the embarrassment when a hand jutted out held me by the waist. I could say it was a man based on the muscular biceps I held on to. My mind practically blanked, being this close to a stranger of opposite gender was a first for me. My eyes were closed and I didn't dare to open them. We stood in there for what felt like a good five minutes.

"You can open your eyes now" voiced the saviour. His deep voice vibrated to my core making my spine shiver. I opened my eyes to the most beautiful chocolate eyes I have ever seen. I could feel myself drowning in them. Next came his cute straight nose and plump lips that every girl dreams of when she wants to get kissed. His warm breath tickled mine as he leant into my right ear and whispered, "breathe sweetheart".

I didn't know I was holding my breath till then, that I forgot to breathe. I inhaled his musky scent, wondered whether it's his cologne or his own scent.

'Omo, how can one have perfect package of sexiness?' I asked myself inwardly.

"I know, I am sexy. As much as I'm loving the situation we are in, but I am afraid you have to let me go now." He smiled at me making me realise that I spoke out loud and am still holding onto him. I gasped and stepped back, my face flushed beetroot red.

Darn it! I can't believe I spoke out and he-he just didn't say that to me.

"Aish!, Wake up!" Came a voice a loudly in my ear.

Wait, What!? Wake up?

"What is he speaking?" I thought confused and turned around.

THUD!

"Ow, holy goodness!" I fell down, this time really kissing the floor face front. My nose must have really broken, now that I don't have that sexy package to save me. 

I turned around, opened my eyes to a freaky looking loud and obnoxious unladylike woman looking at me with a big grin on her face. Her shining pearl white teeth on display that almost looked like as if she is trying to lighten the whole room.

Damn! How do people get such shiny teeth without doing any hard work? It's not like my teeth aren't white but seriously pearl white and shining, I don't want to understand anymore. And coming back to the topic of the minute, she is my housemate Elizabeth the greatest FREAK I have ever met.

"Can't you be a little more smooth?" I groaned in pain rubbing my innocent nose as I got up and sat on the bed. 

"Well, that is what I have been doing for fifteen minutes, but you're so busy dreaming about your knight in shining armour, and blushing like hell. Right?" Lizzy teased me. Ever since I slipped my mouth telling her about my dreams, she is been constantly teasing me like this.

"Shut up, will you? I'm not dreaming about anyone." I lied giving her a deadpanned look.

"Right, then why are you blushing in your sleep? Don't lie, because I know you always blush when you dream of him " Lizzy gave me a knowing look seeing through my lies.

" Give me a break, will ya!" I yelled closing my bathroom door, saving my face from further embarrassment.

He left me there, dumbfounded. I didn't even thank him and stood there like a maniac. After gathering my senses back, I collected my papers and everything, exited the terminal trying to catch him there but of no use.

From that day I had been dreaming about him all most every other day but of different scenarios that made me blush even more. Today was the first time I dreamt of that incident. Thankfully, I kept the other dreams to myself rather than sharing with my friends. Otherwise getting bullied by them would be an understatement of my life. I shook my head, washing away my thoughts of him under the hot shower, getting ready for the big day.

Today was the first day of my master's degree and the excitement I am feeling right now is something I couldn't explain just with words. I had been waiting for this day since I decided to study masters overseas, five years back when I chose to study law and finally the day had come. I couldn't believe that I am here even after staying here for the past month.

 Actually, the University officially starts today, but I was asked to report a month before to enrol in a few courses. I lacked the required scores in minor aspects of the academic record and also because they would help me polish my skills which will be helpful to get a head start on my studies here.

When I got the acceptance letter, I was overwhelmed with happiness, but it was only short-lived. I was forced to face critical situations, that I was in a turmoil whether to continue pursuing my dream or end it before it even started. 

I was terribly judged for deciding to pursue the education. Most of my family and friends except for few never tried to understand the reasons for my decision. They were outright judgemental and I didn't feel obligated to give them an explanation for my actions. I only need my parents to understand me and once they gave me the sign, I never looked back to others.

Despite the fateful circumstances and the people who tried to stop me from coming here, I travelled all the way to here not wanting to give way to anything that would end my dream before it started and I'm glad I did that, because I wouldn't have gotten the chance to experience all those I did in this whole month and I am really eagerly waiting for more to come.