In auditorium,
*Students were sitting in their seats. Some were chit chatting, some were gossiping and some were busy admiring their love interests.*
The principal walks into the Centre of the stage of the auditorium. "I would like to have your attention, Thank you. As the results are already out as usual academic results are excellent but extra curricular activities are not very excellent. This time we will be focusing on extra curricular activities as well which will develop your skills and thinking capacity. At last, to join the club make sure to fill the application, You may all take the leave" As our principal gracefully ends his speech.
As I took a quick look at my crush *sighs* "Maybe if I will try joining the drama club. Maybe I can get attention from him like others" I said with hopeful eyes.
SOMEONE POV:
"Why did I have to listen to that speech. Even at the auditorium, we have an attendance list or else I would have bunked it earlier and complete this thing" As he furiously searched his bag for the items. He opens the locker with number 143 and puts a pink letter with some red roses. As he was about to keep it there, The thorns had pricked his fingers as the blood oozed out and dripped on the floor. "Silly me, My petal is very clumsy and can easily get hurt by these thorns" he said while laughing to himself and slowly removes every thorn with the blade. "This is perfect" As he kept the roses inside the locker and walked away.
But who was he? Who is his angel?
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