Arjun's POV:
I was in A section. Vinoth and Shalini were in the other section. I had occupied my usual spot behind the classroom.
The first class was building services. We all went to the lecture hall for the class. Deepika was surrounded by Lavanya, Meera and Manoj. I sat on the last desk in the lecture hall. Deepika sat at the front desk as usual.
A bald stout professor entered the classroom.
" Good morning students. I am assistant professor Thirumalai Rajasekara Perumal Narayanaswamy. " He said with his head held high.
Oh , that's him. The TRP professor who knows nothing about practical architecture but survives as a professor by making the students take class. I heard that he is leneant in marking though.
" I am a senior faculty with almost 13 years of experience. I was awarded gold medal in my masters. I am an aluminus of this same department. " He said.
" Boys listen to me. I am telling you one thing, you are the real architects. Though this class is 60% girls , these girls won't even enter the practical field " he said.
I gulped down my laughter and looked at Arul who was sitting beside me. He too shook his head in disapproval.
" These girls will get married and won't even suffer what you will face in this harsh field of architecture. " He said.
I wiped off the smile from my face.
What a misogynestic idiot!
But there was one person who had the most interesting reaction to him.
It was Deepika. She was fuming with anger. She was biting her teeth. Her hands were fisted down.
I shook my head looking at her.
TRP continued his lecture on how boys will win eventually and proceeded to divide the entire syllabus into 40 topics. He then gave us the topics and told us to prepare them as seminar presentation.
" These would be your internal assignment marks. You guys are not in school to be spoon fed. Here you will learn by yourself " he said and left the classroom.
The next class was building construction. Thank God , this time I didn't fall in Srini Sir's class. The subject was taken by Krishnan Sir for my section. He was very chill.
He gave us a little introduction on wooden construction and left the classroom.
By lunch Shalini and Vinoth were dragging me to come eat with them in canteen.
" It's really wasteful of our lunch time to come here and then return back to our class. " I said.
I was bringing food from home and I didn't know why I was walking almost a kilometre to eat that same food in canteen.
" Yeah, maybe we too should eat in classroom " Vinoth said.
" Hey, what about me then !?" Shalini said.
" Start bringing food from home " Arul said.
It was tiring to walk in the sun and then work in the afternoon design class.
Our design subject was handled by Velu Sir just like last semester.
" By the end of today's class, I need you all to form into groups of 6 students each. Throughout this entire semester you would work in that same group" Velu Sir said.
Instantly my eyes landed on Deepika. But she was busily talking to Meera and Lavanya.
" You and me, then who ?" Arul asked me.
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My Ex - Crush
General Fiction"I wish I had never met you!" Deepika's voice echoed across the classroom, each word a dagger to my heart. "Excellent! At least we finally agree on something!" I fired back, even as a tear betrayed the storm of emotions within me. With those final...