It was 2018. I was 19 years old—shy, innocent, a typical padhaku baccha who rarely even looked into a girl’s eyes. I was in the second year of college when a childhood friend came to my house and told me that his neighbor was looking for a chemistry tutor for her daughter in Class 12. I used to teach some boys before, but I had never taught a girl. I hesitated, but agreed. For the first month, everything felt normal. I was focused on my teaching. But after a few sessions, she started doing strange things—subtle touches with her bare feet, lingering physical closeness. I ignored it at first, trying to stay professional. When I told my friend about it, he casually said, "Abhay, grab the opportunity. She’s probably hungry." I didn’t understand what he meant then. Then one day, out of nowhere, she looked at me and asked, "Are you gay?" I was stunned. "What? No!" I replied, confused. She giggled and later sent me gay memes on Facebook. I felt humiliated. ...
Okay, So it was 2018. I was 19 years old. I was a type of shy and innocent guy. I barely talked to girls in my school time. So, I was in 2nd year of college. One day my childhood friend came to my home and told me that her neighbor aunty want a chemistry home tutor for her daughter. She was in class 12th. I used to teach some boys but had never taught any girl before. Somehow I agreed to teach. I started to go to her home to teach her. Everything gone well for one month. But after one month she started touching me at wrong place. Sometimes she used to touch my bare feet with her bare feet. I didn't say anything. I used to ignore her as I was teacher. I told this to my friend and he said abhay just grab the opportunity she might be in hunger, I couldn't understand. One day she told me that she has a boyfriend and her name is also abhay. I got jealous, may be it was a sign of falling in love. I asked her fb I'd. And she told me that her father beated him because he caug...