Love Me

44

ROSHNI'S P.O.V

Every student was present in the examination room.Daksh was irritated as hell, but on the other side I was so happy, sitting with a smile on my lips and making pout faces happily.

"Even God wants you to talk to me. Let’s see how you ignore me. I will make you jealous as hell, Mr., just wait," I said under my breath, pointing my pen toward him.

When he looked at me, I pretended to take out chits from my desk. He immediately turned his face away from me.

Sheets were being distributed between the students. When Daksh placed the sheet on my desk, I purposely put my hand over his.

Everyone signed the attendance sheet and started writing answers, while I was still reading the question paper.

No problem… since it’s a maths exam, I don’t want to give any other exam after this. I’m terrible in theory anyway.

I started to write my first answer, but the student sitting beside me tried to copy from my sheet.

I looked at him, raising my eyebrows.

"What?" I asked.

"Show me your answers. I don’t know how to solve it. I will fail, please," he said.

I nodded my head. "Copy with me only. I won’t wait for you if you are behind me, then you have to wait until I finish the answer," I whispered.

He started copying my answer with the speed of light.

We both got busy in writing answers, like no one else was present in the class.

I looked up from my desk when the teacher knocked on my table.

"What?" I asked Daksh, who raised his eyebrows.

"You want me to change your seat? Why are you both cheating?" he said calmly.

"My wish," I whispered.

"I will cancel your paper if I see you cheating again," he warned and went back to his place.

"Are you done?" I asked the boy who was sitting beside me.

"No, but you can do your exam. I will pass with these questions," he replied.

I shook my head. "No, you can continue."

We again got back to our work, but suddenly someone snatched our paper.

"Get out. Both of you," Daksh said sternly, writing something on our answer sheets with a red pen.

"Sir, please, we will not do it again," the boy pleaded.

I stayed quiet, collected my pen, and got ready to leave the class.

When Daksh saw me ready to go, the boy held my hand and dragged me toward him.

Daksh was glaring at our joined hands. I laughed internally.

"Great," I mumbled under my breath.

"Sir, I’m sorry. It’s just she was worried about me, that I will fail. That’s why she helped me. You know right, we can’t help our feelings. She is my girlfriend, and she cares about me a lot. That’s why she tried to help me even when she knew she could get into trouble," the boy said, making me stare at him in shock.

"How can he just say that?" I thought and turned to look at Daksh, who was glaring at him with burning eyes.

"Okay, you can’t help your feelings, right? Then leave her hand. This is not a garden. And after this, meet me in my office, both of you. Otherwise, I will cancel your paper," Daksh said, glaring at us.