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Pain. It's a terrifying feeling or sensation which only that person knows, who's suffering it.
And right now, this person is Raha.
"Ouch!" The girl with long black hair with bangs screamed in her best friend's ears, who was checking her broken foot.
"Goddamnit Raha! Shut up. It's your mistake that you have a broken foot right now." The short tempered girl with curly hair yelled back at her bestfriend Raha.
"I know it already, ok. Don't rub it on my face now." Raha whined at Aarna, who rolled her eyes at the drama queen.
Until today morning, Raha Joshi was absolutely fine. With both her feet working properly. Then, her idiot brother Raj challanged her for a race, which ended up being the reason of her foot fracture.
"You should have been careful, idiot." Raj commented and scoffed. He panicked after seeing Raha scream bloody hell upon falling on the ground. His first thoughts were calling their parents. But he knew they would eat the siblings down with rage. So he called the only person he trusted for Raha. Aarna Mehta.
"You moron! Actually, you know what Aana, it's not my fault. It's this chipmunk's fault for asking me for a race." Raha glared at Raj for some good half a minute, until he rolled his eyes and walked out of the room.
"You know he does that all the time. And you have injured yourself a lot already to learn from your mistakes. I don't understand why do you even accept his useless challanges." Aarna rubbed her forehead before looking at Raha with pity.
"I don't know. It's inbuilt in my system." She muttered slowly.
"Here, have this. You'll feel better." Suddenly, a glass of lemonade was bought in front of her face. A gorgeous musculin hand was holding it for her to take.
Looking up slowly, Raha met with the sight of the most beautiful eyes she have ever seen. The eyes of a man whom she watched grow up from a studious, helpful teenager to a calm gentleman he is now.
Armin Mehta. Aarna's elder brother.
"Thank you." She replied shyly and took the glass from his hold. He nodded and sat on the single sofa chair nearby the couch on which Aarna and Raha were sitting already.
"So, what are we going to do now?" Aarna asked her best friend, who was busy sipping on the lemonade timidly.
This has to be the third time this month, that Raha has injured herself because of Raj's shenanigans. And as much as it tempted her to tell her parents the truth so that Raj can get a good scolding, she didn't wanted to dig up the hole for herself.
