"So that's it for today. if you have any doubts you can come to me after the last class I will be in the biology lab 2nd wing" the teacher announced and left the class.
everyone collectively released a sigh they never knew they were holding, you agree or not maths has gotta be the shittiest subject doesn't matter you are in school or college- uh university
Ishaani -who was on the verge of passing out due to boredom and awkwardness, decided to approach the girl from the morning again. They attended 3 classes together and she seemed pretty decent.
well adding to her social anxiety was the 'unwanted attention' she was getting for being the 'miss Malhan'. It's now that she realized the power her surname held. Let alone students even teachers were trying to avoid her.....and here she was expecting a normal life
brushing of these unnecessary thoughts off her mind, she gently tapped that girl's shoulder who was sitting on the bench in front of her
"hey! sorry ham subah se sath mai hai aur maine tumhara naam nahi pucha-" Ishaani smiled awkwardly, but to her surprise the latter just laughed
"you can call me khushii!! and sorry for behaving weirdly earlier.. tum sahi mai kisi angle se mafia nahi lagti!" she said jokingly and ishaani just laughed along
"should i take it as an compliment or ....?" ishaani teased.
"compliment mai leloo! I don't want to be 'enemies' she laughed "chalo fir lets be friends!" khushi smiled at her this time holding out her hand towards her
ishaani was over the moon.. 'finally made my first friend in India in 2 whole months since I returned from UK! gosh this feels so nice' she thought to herself, readily grabbing her hands.
"yepp friendssssssss"
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"okay so next class is chemistry, I guess yeh bhi sath mai hi hai hamari" khushi said checking the schedule in her phone,Ishaani made a mental note to ask for her schedule later
currently they were idly just walking in the corridor, totally ignoring the judging gazes and gossips from the people around.
they were about to enter the class when they heard screaming and hooting noises from somewhere near them. Someone was asking for.... for help? They both exchanged glances confusedly
"wahan kya chal raha hai? lets go and check"
when they reached the place they saw a guy with messy black hairs and pink goggles beating the shit out of another guy. What weirded out ishaani the most was that the second guy wasn't even defending himself or trying to protest, the look at his face was horrified as if he knew it will be much worse if he responded back.
she looked back at khushi and her face was PALE. she suddenly started panicking
"H-HE'S MY BROTHER OMG WHY DID HE MESS UP WITH HIM?!!? THIS GUY WILL BEAT MY BROTHER TO DEATH" she was whispered anxiously, but thanks to the crowd's hooting no one except Ishaani heard her.
"lets go and inform the principal" Ishaani suggested, but she vigorously shook her head
"THATS OF NO USE! HE IS AJEY NAGAR.. AMAR NAGAR'S YOUNGER SON AND THE GUY WHO BASICALLY RULES THIS COLLEGE.. NO ONE EVEN TRIES TO CROSS HIS PATH... LEAVE ALNOE COLLEGE STUDENTS EVEN THE PRINCIPAL FEARS HIM... HOW DID MY ASSHOLE OF A BROTHER GET INVOLVED WITH HIM!?! EVEN THE PRINCIPAL CAN'T STOP HIM! PLEASE ISHAANI HELP ME" khushi was jumping on the balls of her feet trying to get a look at what's happening there in the front, but all she heard were either an apology or a punch.
Ishaani on the other hand calmly registered what she just heard in her brain. "so you mean he is a bully?... and aman nagar's son.. I see" she rubbed her chin in a thinking gesture.
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Illicit Affairs
Fanfiction"Why do you do this? Every time I feel like we're finally getting somewhere, feel like I maybe understand you, why do you have to fuck it all up?" "It's just a matter of perspective, and sometimes just a matter of a gunshot, sweetheart" he smirked
