SKETCHES AND SCARS

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Evara's pov

"Stop all this and learn how to behave, Evara!" my mom said in a very harsh tone after one of my school teachers complained about me.

I was just not paying attention; I was focused on detailing one of my sketches. When he asked me a question related to the topic, I was able to answer him, yet he still complained to my mom.(it was not just that I was not paying attention)

My mom always wants to see me studying, but I'm not the type of kiddoo who can study 24/7. This doesn't mean that I don't study; I came in first in my last exam, yet she doesn't seem to care.

"Kabhi to mujhe samjha karo, maa!" (Try to understand me sometimes) I said.

"Kya samjha karu?" (What do you need me to understand?) she replied. "Is this all the etiquette that I have taught you?"

"But... Mom," I started to explain.

The argument continued to escalate, and I could feel my frustration building. I tried to explain my side, but it felt like my words were falling on deaf ears.

At that point, I lost my mind. I grabbed my skates and rode them to college.

As I rode my skates towards college, I was lost in the music flowing through my ears. The rhythm and melody consumed me, and I felt my worries and frustrations melting away. I was in my own world, where nothing else mattered except the beat and my wheels on the pavement.

 I was in my own world, where nothing else mattered except the beat and my wheels on the pavement

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Suddenly, I saw him - a cute little puppy, wagging his tail and darting across my path. My heart skipped a beat as I realized I was about to collide with him. Without hesitation, I swerved to avoid him, choosing to risk my own safety rather than hurt the innocent creature.

In doing so, I changed my trajectory, and before I could react, I bumped into a tall, hard chest.

I looked up to see a boy, at least 6 feet tall, staring back at me with a mixture of surprise and annoyance. Our eyes met, and I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body.

My sketches and books went flying out of my hands, scattering all over the ground.

we both fell down and the boy was just staring at me instead of helping me out at that point I lost my mind

"Andhe Ho Dikhai Nahin deta hai?"( can't you see are you blind or what?) I said .......


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