He enters the classroom..
Bruises on eyebrow. Lip. Cheek.
His walk was shouting He is in pain.
His manner of sitting declaring his shouting was true...
Fuck..
They beat him. They hit him..
How can they be so cruel to hit a pure and innocent soul like him. I so wanted to go to him and soothe his pain ...console him..
But I'm just no one.
My tears blurs my vision..
Garima and shivani were their yesterday...
Just watching.
Where were his friends when all this happen..
I dont know...
He is looking so vulnerable right now.
Eyes don't have usual shine today..
His smile didn't reaches to his eyes when he smiles at shivani...
Fuck.. I can't see him like this ... I just can't...
Fuck now I don't want to cry ... Just no. No. No.
I distract myself from all of them..
He went home in half day...
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I was going home when I saw a familiar figure standing there...
Its him...
Waiting for his friends....
Talking to abhinav
I again take a look of his face..
Bruises....
Tears form again...
I just went away from there .... No more glances....
Who am I.
Just no one...
