The whole ride was silent. A pure torture for Ishan. Being a person of bubbly personality, it was very hard for him to stay quiet the whole time.
He could occasionally see Shubman gripping the steering wheel with much strength then usually needed, making veins pop out.
It was a ride of around 20 to 25 minutes.
The car halted. Shubman exited without a single word.
Ishan just followed his steps, all the way to the hotel gate and lift. Shubman press the lips button to 6th floor. They stood by each other without speaking single word.
It was extremely uncomfortable for Ishan but for Shubman it was peaceful. Ishan just kept staring at the other, in small glances. They would sometimes eye contact but neither of them would speak.
All these gestures, made Shubman's blood boil more.
'Why the hell is he acting like this?!' Shubman thought, clenching his fists again.
Seeing this, Ishan moved backwards slightly, to avoid any further fight or to make the other angrier.
Shubman sighed and quickly exited as soon as the door of the lift opened.
Ishan quickly tried to follow his footsteps but since Shubman has long legs, his strides are also long. Ishan had to practically run after the tall figure.
As he unconsciously made tapping sounds which annoyed Shubman very much. Without any warning, Shubham halted and immediately turned around making Ishan almost bump into his chest.
Without any kind of reaction, Shubman just stared down, neck tilting downwards and observed Ishan as the other practically tried to balance himself after almost getting collided. He saw Ishan breathing heavily, probably out of panic.
Shubman rolled his eyes and sighed audibly.
Ishan slowly looked up, only to meet a pair of intense dark eyes, which were only filled with judgemental thoughts.
"Are you always so clumsy?" Shubman asked, slowly bending his back, down to Ishan's height.
Ishan took a step back and looked into the other's eyes and tried to find some proper excuses.
"N-No... Y-You halted s-suddenly-"
Ishan knew he screwed up by blaming the other and immediately shut up. But it was obviously too late.
Shubman already heard that.
Shubman's eyes were completely emotionless and blank. He just kept staring at Ishan who immediately broke the eye contact. He raised an eye brow and regained his posture, standing straight.
"Did you just try to blame me for your clumsiness?!" Shubman replied in a low deep voice.
Ishan was now scared.
He immediately shook his head in a 'no'.
"S-Sorry...." Ishan blurted out.
Shubman sighed.
He really didn't know why but he really wanted to punch the guy in front of him.
Shubman started to walk towards their room's door and murmured -
"Our team has to become stronger...and now this problem has joined....!"
Ishan heard it. His eyes became wide.
His hands started to shake.
'He considers me as a problem...?' Ishan thought, eyes slightly glossy.
He just stood there, in the same spot, watching Shubman unlocking the door.
'I did have some ideas that here might be some ragging or bulling, but like this...? I never expected...'
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The New Boy (Ishman)
RomanceShubman Gill is a cricketer, a huge part of the Indian Cricket Team. To be honest, one of the best players out there in the whole team. He is also the most appreciated player. Although he's very famous for his dimpled wide smile, he's a very seriou...
