From Hostile, To Hospitable (Shots) [COMPLETED ✔️]

To Us 🥂

Hey friends! I'm back with another OS.

But this time, it's not about the super six. Deepika and Nishant (children of Tarun-Sunita and Sathya-Honey respectively) are now grown-ups and this OS is about them. Sit back and enjoy! 🤗✌️

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Deepika

Hola amigos! *Hi friends!* I've been learning Spanish lately as my mom insisted, so I tried my speaking skills on you *my dad would be annoyed*.

Anyways...here I'm in the college, enduring my mam's soul-destroying lecture of 'Accounting Standards' with my chin rested on palm, eyes paying attention to the watch and legs twiddling under the table.

"Deepika!" speak of the devil *part 1*, mam called me out. God, I hate my name!

"What's the accounting treatment for amalgamation?" she dramatically adjusted her spectacles when I stood up. I'm going to be an outstanding student the next minute.

Bringing out the biggest flex of a student in such a situation, my body slunk like a snake and I cracked my knuckles *why me?*.

"Remember, your internal marks are in my hands. Keep standing up till this hour gets over" her warnings were nothing new, but ordering me with the 'get out' clause could have been nice. If the teachers make a class interactive enough, why would we sit idly for the whole hour?

I don't know what the others feel, but I see a high school in college. Assignments, group projects, seminars, exams, some bitchy people disguised as classmates, bla bla bla. Though we do internships per semester, the college conducts viva.

Honestly, I love to be alone because I'm uncomfortable with certain types of people *metaphorically everyone*. I agree college is fun when we are with the RIGHT people. But when we are with a FOOL, that's a different scenario.

I'm sure this fool must have finished creating a website in the computer lab *please don't ask who*.

I spent the last 10 mins of the hour standing up *lovely curses to mam*. As soon she left from here, I regained my stamina and stepped out of the class to have lunch at the canteen with that fool who has to endure my wrath for reporting late.

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Nishanth

Hiya friends! Unlike my dad, I hate introducing myself from scratch. Pretty sure that the idiot gave you a clue on what I study. I loathe theory but love working with computers. It's called 'practical' for a reason.

My sir asked us to bring our own laptops today and we were on the progress to design a website based on a textbook illustration. When we were doing this, we felt like employees of an IT company *maranam, mass uh maranam*.

But my laptop is the 'King of Freezing' especially when I have to save a file. CLICK CLICK CLICK the mouse button and PRESS PRESS PRESS random keys, I aggravated the problem.

To calm myself down, my hand slyly entered inside my pant pocket and took out the remaining perk chocolate. Hearing the cover's noise in a second, some of my classmates turned around to view the sight. They gave an expression as if I'm doing some illegal work against the country *those evil eyes*.

My habit of munching something when I'm exhausted couldn't be understood by anyone but that idiot, one of the reasons she remains special.

Generally I'm okay with being an introvert, because I've tried socialising to end up getting hurt. How others laugh and talk in the class and I'm the exact opposite of them irritates me, but I try not to give a damn.