Stupid in love ✔

5~ "Even a ninth grader would get it."

IMP NOTE: I tried writing this story in 3rd perspective before but I get a feeling it's still lacking something. So I'm going to switch this into Vansh and Ahana's POV from now on. Just like how the first two chapters were. I believe this story will shine even more if I do that lol. But there will be a few chapters where other character's perspective will be required. For those chapters, I'll switch on to 3rd POV. Just like I did for my first story- Destined Choice.

EDITED- I had converted the previous chapters which were in 3rd pov to Vansh and Ahana's pov but there are still two more chapters left to convert. I will do that later. Sorry for the inconvenience.

VANSH

Someone had recently asked Vansh- "How was your day?" It's the most common question asked by a normal friend while chatting. One cannot count how many times it had been asked. And given the question most people would hide the truth and say that they are fine regardless of their feelings. Although the answer might differ if it's a close friend.

Vansh has found his own way to tackle with this basic question. He had the following words to say-

"I'm alive and well."

Because no matter how he felt that time, it didn't change the fact that he was alive and living well. Life was moving on for him and for everyone else who was living right there and then. Regardless of how his mood was, he wanted to experience everything that came.

Vansh typed in his reply as he walked his way towards the college building. A tall, healthy guy waltzed his way towards him. He was his senior in second year. "Yo, first year," he greeted with an authoritative voice. "How is it going? I hope you have finished what I told you to do," he demanded as he crossed his arms.

"Yes sir," Vansh said in a dead serious voice. "Here's your project on The design and plan on theaters and auditorium."

"Well done. This is good," The senior said as he flipped the pages of the file. "Maybe I can seek your help again... Oh no, you needn't explore the history of this, man... Wait," He asked anxiously as he flipped through the pages again and grabbed Vansh by his collar. "What's the meaning of this, brat? Are you mocking me? This project-"

Vansh pushed the senior's hand away from him and cleared his throat. "This project was done within the best of your interests sir. Look-" He said as he took the file in his hands. "This section tells about the theaters built during the Renaissance period abd civilisation. This one in 300 B.C although the exact dimensions are unknown and-" he kept on blabbering nonsense until he skipped to the next section. "This explains the structure of the Colosseum, Opera House, Great Wall of China... Sir, do you know that these people drew maps of other marvelous auditorium that they couldn't built."

"But Great wall of China isn't-"

Vansh cut him off. "You underestimated the great Qin Shihuang. Also sir, I went through the research sites of last year. You know the dimensional space is considere-"

"STOP! Urgh, what is wrong with you?" The senior student snapped. In that perfect moment Dhruv arrived to derive some sense to this scene. He exchanged looks between the two of them and smacked Vansh's head with his fist.

"You did it again, didn't you?" Dhruv said with a pitiful look on his face. The senior looked at Dhruv completely baffled probably waiting for him to speak. "You did a big mistake by giving your assignment to him, sir."