"I am it doing that guys Please it's rude"
"Ahh u can't do a dare? Just do it"
"But-"
"Just do it"
"Okay fine"
I went to his desk at the end of the room "hey hi what's your name"
He wasn't interested for a second he replied and iocked at his name and even on his sister's ?
That was so rude of me.
He wasn't clearly interested in the conversation as he continued doing stuffs with his bag and I stood there being mean.
And he just gave a nod in response and I was embarrassed I left running and didn't even bothered looking at him to end the embarrassed look I was having.
The bell rang and we all went home.
His name is Siddharth.
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Some Untold Whisperings
Short StorySiddharth - A 5'10 guy with black eyes and black hair. Wearing his not so round spects. Quiet, and highly a green flag for any girl to fall heads over heal for him. Genius mind and a great humour adds charm to his gorgeous features. But violence wou...
