Why your copies are always empty?,you need to learn atleast something . Atleast for the sake of exams! If you will not take the notes within tomorrow you will see my wrath "
Mr.Gill snapped at his son and closed the door with a loud bang.
Shubman sighed heavily and took his bag.
It was only a week away from his business exams.
It was his first semester and he was in his last year.
And it was his daily routine to get scolded by his father before every exams.
He never wanted to do business but his dad is a manipulator and he always gets what he wants and that's why shubman is doing business studies as he is hire of *Monsoon arts* It was a company of arts and was pretty famous among the world of art and business,both.
But he was always struck in those delicate strokes of colours and the way it potraits the person's feelings in the form of something which we call *art*.
But he could never fulfil those as he was not destined to be an artist whose paintings will be on magazines,articles or exhibitions but to be the organizer of those.
And that what he was doing. It pained him deeply but over these years his heart stopped paining.
He was now on his way to Abhisekh's house to take notes. He was his bestfriend who always helped him in his tough phases and the only one who understands him and that's why in every situation he goes to Abhisekh without any second thought.
He knocked the door and rang the calling bell 4 times. He was getting irritated when a boy opened the door.
And he recognised him.
It was Ishan from second year of the Arts department.
He always envied him as he was well aware of the fact that Ishan had some supportive parents. His parents were also businessmen but despite him being a successor of the business he was allowed to pursue his dream unlike Shubman.
And Shubman couldnot stop himself from being a jerk to Ishan even after knowing that this isn't Ishan's fault at all.
"Shorty?why are u here?" Ishan rolled his eyes hearing the mockery of the man infront.
"If you are here for useless shits then u can leave" ishan monotonously stated and was about to close the door when Shubman held his hands and stopped him from doing so.
"Hey hey! Calm down dude! I was just joking!" Sarcasm was still evident in Shubman's tone but Ishan avoided that and made space for Shubman to enter.
Shubman entered while whistling.and called Abhisekh.
Abhisekh on hearing his name came out from his room.
Yes,Ishan and Abhisekh were living in rent together as they were cousing and were in the same University.
"Hey brotha! Notes again?"
Abhisekh asked as it was not a peculiar thing to see his bestie a day before the semester with back packs in his house.
"Yeah!" Shubman said as he dropped himself on the sofa and started unbuttoning his shirt when he heard a shriek.
"Hey wtf are u doing?" It was Ishan who had a disgusted expression in his face.
"What?" Shubman asked casually not really listening to the boy as he continued unbuttoning his shirt
"Don't you have shame? Why are u getting naked?aren't u here for notes?" Ishan shouted
"I am not getting naked. I just unbuttoned the first the shirt that too not all of them. It's literally 40° man!"
Shubman had a 'are you serious' expression
Ishan's face turned red (in embarrassment?).
He coughed and said
"Do wh..whatever you want " and left
Shubman chuckled as he noticed Ishan's face before he left from there.
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Fantasies of Love💝 (Ishman one shots 🤍)
Fiksi Penggemar~Some ishman oneshots of my imagine~ ________ pls do request! as I want more friends and ideas! 💡 ~Author.
