Master | Das (Arjun Das) × Reader

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Sri and I, along with our friends, stood near the speaker as Bhargav started the speech. Our friends passed the mic to me, and as I placed it next to the speaker, it made a whining sound that hurt everyone's ears. 

Sri and I smirked at each other as every student exclaimed in surprise, then tore up pieces of paper and started throwing them.

We noticed the Principal standing up and heading backstage, so we all quickly went backstage.

"Hey, JD, varama function ah nadatha vida maatanu sonnigalame," the Principal said, walking in. (Hey, did you guys say you wouldn't let the function proceed without JD?)

"Sir, pinna enna sir, nanga sollite irukom. JD onnu panna la nu rendu varama suspend panni vachi irukinga," I said to him. (Sir, what else, sir? We've already informed you that JD hasn't involved, and you still suspended him.)  

"Matha naala iruntha kuda paravala sir. Intha alumni meet eh avarukaga tha avare illama eppadi, sir avaru illama ethum nadakathu," Sri said. (It doesn't matter if it's any another day, sir. How will this alumni meet happen without him? Nothing is happening without him.)

"Ohh, nenga rendu peru tha urimai porali ah," the Principal sarcastically said to us. Then the minister aalu came to him and informed to make it quick. He took a deep breath and turned to us. (Oh, so you two are the human rights activist)

"Avanuku phone ah podu," Principal said.  (Give him a call.)

"Nenga suspend pannitu enna phone poda solluringa, neengale podunga," Sri said. (You're the one who suspended him, so you call him. You do it yourself, Sir.)

"Number theriyathu da," the Principal said as I took my phone and dialed my anna. Then gave it to the principal. (I don't know the number)

"JD, na Principal Samuvel pesura," he said. Then he had the conversation, then hung up the phone and gave it to me. (JD, this is Principal Samuvel speaking.)

"Dei kuduchi irukaru da, na enna pandrathu?" the Principal asked us. (He is drunk; what should I do)

"Ah, unga kalvi amachara oru aramaneram wait panna solringala? Nang poi kuttitu varom," Sri asked him. (Then tell your education minister to wait for 30 minutes.)

"Tholanga," the Principal said as we looked at each other. I nodded as the boys quickly ran out. (Fine.)

We entered the auditorium as everyone cheered when they saw JD. I made him sit down since he was still dizzy, while Sri instructed all the students to sit down.

Sri and I sat in front of JD. I gave him the cooling glass to hide his eyes.

Then the minister called JD to the stage, but Vanathi stopped him, saying he is still unsteady. Then the program started.

I walked in the hallway and saw JD fall to the ground. He stood up, apologized to those around him, and then walked in the opposite direction towards me.

"Hey, Y/N, ethuku veliya pora? Class ku po," he said. I rolled my eyes, grabbed his shoulder, and turned him around. (Hey, Y/N, why are you going outside? Go to class.)

"Class intha pakkam," I said as JD chuckled and walked ahead. (Class is on this side.)

Now, JD was in class, and as we all sat on the ground listening to his speech, suddenly a girl entered the class.

"Excuse me, sir. Savitha ooda appa case vapas vaanga porara principal room la parents compromise pesuranga. Konjam seekirama vanga, sir," the girl said. Sri and I looked at each other and quickly stood up. JD walked out, and we followed him. (Excuse me, sir. Savitha's father is coming to the principal's room to discuss the case. The parents are negotiating. Please come quickly, sir) 

"Y/N, Savitha ippa entha class nu theriyuma?" Anna asked me. I nodded and showed the classroom. (Y/N, do you know which class Savitha is in?)

"Sorry for the disturbance," Anna said, walking into the class and taking Savitha's hand.

"Sir vendam, sir," Savitha said, but Anna ignored her, while Charulatha mam complained about how he just came and took Savitha as she followed us. (No, sir, please don't)

We all entered the principal's room and saw Savitha's parents there. Every staff member started to complain about JD, saying girls should wear proper dress; it's the girl's fault, not the boys. Anna turned to us and gave a signal, which we understood. Sri and I nodded, went out, and locked the door.

Anna soon came out as Janani called him and gave him a sweet, saying it's her birthday. He took the sweet, fed me, and then took one for himself.

"Hey, foreign chocolate da, ellaru eduthukonga," Anna said as everyone started to take chocolate from her box. (Hey, it's foreign chocolate, everyone take one)

"Semma cool na ne," I said, walking with him as he smiled at me. (You're really cool)