Third person (P.O.V)
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A loud noise of heels clinking throughout the corridors of College resonated, A young lady dressed in brown trouser with white full neck t-shirt, looking like a mold walked with the Dean of the college and stopped in front a class.
As they slowly entered the class, everyone's curious eyes looked at them; but the lady was ingonred them and listened to the Dean as he introduced her to the class.
"Good morning class, as all know that Mrs.Sharma is on pregnancy leave; so instead of her Ms. Sinha is going to your substitute teacher of business economics."The Dean said in loud voice making sure everyone heard him.
" Ms.Sinha, the class is all yours." Saying the Dean left from there.
"Good morning class, as you all know that I'm your substitute teacher and all you should know about me is That; I'm Neha Sinha and now take down the notes." Neha said while roaming her eyes here and there; only to stop at one person as a smirk slowly made its place on her lips.
Ishaan (P.O.V)
Today was officially a shitty day because at first Aditi woke me up by throwing cold water on me and then I fell down while running after her and then forgot my I'd card because of that I had travel back and forth and hear an earful from the Dean and now our new substitute teacher is write notes as we're animals.
I was willowing on my self- pity that I forgot, it was time for another lecture if not for Aditi, I would have gotten another lecture from the professor.
Slowly putting my things inside my bags, me and Aditi went towards the door only to stopped by Professor Ms.Sinha.
" Ishaan kishan right?." Ms. Sinha asked me.
"Yes ma'am, do you need something." I asked before replying that I am the one and only Ishaan kishan who wants to rip ( Return back home if possible).
She looked at me for few minutes before dismissing me.
Third person (P.O.V)
After Ishaan left the class. Ms. Sinha called someone and after sometime hung up with sinster smile on her lips..........................................
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A man was driving furiously because you can tell he was angry or fucking livied; you can say that he was racing with the winds and another man on the passenger sit was having his life flashing before his eyes.
After a while the car stopped somewhere infront abandoned warehouse. Both men got of the the car but before they could get inside; the second men rushed towards side and...
Vomited. And after good two minutes later he came back and gave hard smack on the head of first men.
"You stupid, idiot, mare hue machhar, dimag ke paidal can't you drive slowly." The man hissed while trying not to kill the man before him
"Shut up, stop you melodrama and get ready to work." The first spoke with deep voice but you can hear hidden anger in his voice.
"Oooooh for that I'm always ready." The second man said while grinning and they both went to see...............
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Hola my bootiful readers
How are you guys doing on this fine evening/ morning/ night
Don't ask about me I just got my results, boards registration card and my life's nightmare is now starting.
Well I hope you enjoy this.
Bye purples.
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FanfictionLove is something that can either make or destroy you. Going through turmoil of fate, Shubmam Gill and Ishaan kishan are bestfriends, always caring for each other yet annoying the hell out of each other. They're always together; they never had any...
