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We can't be friendsBut I'd like to justPretend

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We can't be friends
But I'd like to just
Pretend

We can't be friendsBut I'd like to justPretend

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I F F A T

📍E D M O N T O N,  A L B E R T A

What the hell is wrong huh! Theek se banda ab footpath pe wish bhi nahi maang skta!

I walk into the college, ignoring everyone in my path, and head directly for the elevator.

2nd floor.

The elevator doors open, and I step out, keeping my gaze straight ahead as I walk towards the corner of the floor, avoiding looking at anyone else.

The second floor is known as the hub for students in our course. The main hall, with its couches, coffee machines, and various amenities, is where you'll find every student from our class.

Nobody really goes to the cafeteria; instead, everyone congregates here.

You'll see a mix of people: hot couples engrossed in kissing each other in front of everyone, others where a guy is pleading for "just one kiss on the cheek" or saying "everyone's doing it" while his girlfriend refuses, leading to a fight.

There's also the person I detest, I cant fucking stand! Who always takes center stage and acts like a king telling tales of his exploits to a group of girls trying to study but distracted by all the boys in the hall.

In short, you'll find everything here.

So ya, without looking at anyone, I just walk away.

"Oh shit, she came-" and I heard that certain stupid someone's voice as I was busy ignoring everyone and going away.

"Ah-Uh- Iffat!!" I hear his voice again. A little louder this time.

I pretend that I did not listen to him and continue walking.

Main toh beheri hun...

I walk towards "my" area of the 2nd floor. It is a little corner with couches but nobody comes here because it has only one couch.

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