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Project NOMAD: Running LLMs Locally From a USB Drive

After talking to her for around two weeks, something unexpected happened. There was this guy—let's call him Kalu. He wasn't actually her brother, but they had that brother-sister kind of bond. Somehow, he figured out that I liked her. He told me he'd help me get closer to her, so I trusted him. Looking back, this detail might not seem important, but it'll make sense later in the story.

The very next day was Sunday, and we had a test at our coaching institute. After the test, I went out with my family to an unlimited pizza place. When I got back home, I casually texted her asking how her test had gone. I don't know what happened to me that night, but I completely lost control of my emotions.

For those two weeks, I'd been writing a journal about her. Not just random notes, but pages filled with everything I admired. I wrote about how childish and cute she was, how fearless she was when standing up for herself, how she'd laugh with her friends, how kind she seemed, her beautiful eyes, and how she somehow managed to melt my heart without even trying. I even wrote about the little things she liked and everything I learned about her. Sadly, those pages don't exist anymore. Months later, during one of my worst rage moments, I tore every single one of them apart. I still have the diary, just not the pages that mattered most.

That night, I confessed everything. I told her how much I liked her, how I'd been writing a journal about her, and how special she had become to me in such a short time.

She rejected me.

It honestly broke me. I wasn't expecting it at all.

For the next couple of weeks, we barely spoke. Kalu was frustrated with me. He said, "Why did you confess? I told you I'd help you. If you'd just waited, I could've helped you get closer to her. But now... I can't do anything."

Hearing that made me feel even worse. All I could think was that maybe if I had just controlled my emotions a little longer, things could've turned out differently.

Then, about two weeks later, something happened that I never expected. I was sitting alone at coaching when she walked over to me. Right before that, I heard one of her friends telling her something like, "Don't get involved in unnecessary things." At the time, I had absolutely no idea what they were talking about. Then she came up to me, smiled, and simply said that we could still talk and be friends.

I was genuinely shocked.

By then, I had already deleted my old Instagram account because of something unrelated, so I created a new one, sent her a follow request, and she accepted it. From there, we started talking again, and for about a month, we became really good friends.

During that month, I got to know her much better. We talked about all kinds of random things, shared stories, and she slowly started opening up to me. I genuinely cared about her, not because I expected anything in return, but because that's simply how I felt. There was even a ceiling AC right above where she usually sat in coaching. She'd often complain that it was too cold, so I'd quietly ask the floor manager to lower the temperature or switch it off for a while. She probably never even realized I was doing it.

As time passed, I started convincing myself that maybe she had rejected me only because she needed more time to know me. Maybe if we stayed friends, things would eventually change.

Or maybe...

I was just lying to myself.

A month passed like that.

Then one day, my biggest fear returned.

And trust me... I never saw it coming.....

The Biggest "Katt Gaya" by a Girl Ever 💀 | Part 1

Before the story starts: I wrote this story myself. I only used ChatGPT to fix the grammar and improve the structure because English isn't my strongest language. Everything that happened is real.

So basically, when I was in 12th grade, I had a huge crush on a girl. Let's call her Sushi for this story.

The funny thing is, I wasn't interested in her at first. I first saw her in 11th grade at my coaching classes, and my first thought was literally, "Bauni." 😂

Then 12th started. I was lonely, and you know how hormones hit at that age, so I slowly started developing a crush on her.

One day, on June 6th, I finally decided to ask her if we could be friends. It definitely wasn't as simple as it sounds. I first went to the canteen because she was there, but I got so nervous that I couldn't even speak. I just stood there for a few seconds and walked away. Throughout the day, I kept trying again and again. I think I gathered the courage almost ten times, but every single time I backed out. Finally, at the end of the day, near the classroom entrance, I somehow managed to ask her if we could be friends.

To my surprise, she simply smiled and said, "Yeah, why not?" Then she asked if I was on Instagram. I confidently said yes. She told me to give her my Instagram and that she'd add me there.

Now here's the funny part—I didn't even have Instagram. In fact, I didn't even own a phone. 😭🤧

This happened on a Wednesday, so I had to wait a few days. On Saturday, I went to my friend's house, borrowed his laptop, created my very first Instagram account, and sent her a follow request. If you're wondering how I found her username, the next day after asking her to be friends, I had casually asked for her Instagram ID and literally wrote it down in my notebook. 😂

Anyway, back to the story.

I sent her the request around 4 PM and kept waiting for her to accept it. By around 7 PM, my friend had already started roasting me. He kept saying that she had given me a fake ID just to make fun of me and that my "katt" had already happened. I kept insisting that it was her real account, but he just wouldn't stop teasing me.

Then suddenly... she accepted my request.

Without wasting even a second, I texted her "Hi." Around thirty minutes later, she replied, and from there we just kept talking. She wasn't someone who replied instantly, but honestly, I didn't mind. For our first proper conversation, we talked about books. She liked books like XOXO, Call Me What You Want, Twisted Games, and a few others. Back then I was such a nerd that I had absolutely no idea these were romance or dark romance books. 😂😑

We kept talking like that for almost two weeks. Since I didn't own a phone, I'd borrow my friend's phone on the school bus, or sometimes even another friend's phone during coaching, just so I could text her. Every opportunity I got, I used it to continue our conversations.

One thing always confused me, though. We were in the same coaching batch, yet she barely talked to me in person. When I finally asked her about it, she simply said that teachers and everyone else were around, so she wasn't comfortable talking there. I thought that made sense, so I didn't think much of it and continued talking to her whenever I managed to get someone's phone.

Everything seemed to be going really well...

Until one day...

The Biggest "Katt Gaya" by a Girl Ever 💀 | Part 2