-: Chapter 3 :-

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                                       SARAH
                                  
Well, I was too tired to complete my assignments.
So I told Yasir to complete it for me, but he denied it by saying he would take money in return. I think he would be a great businessman one day.
I had to complete it by myself, so I was completing it in my library.

After about 3-hour spent in the library, I stood up to think of leaving. When I was leaving, suddenly everything became blurry and dark, and I fell unconscious. Then someone caught me from falling on the floors.

I only remembered a scent and a blurry face; then I closed my eyes.
When I opened my eyes, I was in a room that looked like someone's office.

I struggled to wake up and stood up; then someone came in with a glass of juice and fruit.
I saw Zayan.

"Drink this juice, you're too dehydrated; it'll make you feel better," he added, concerned. I took some time to think. I said nothing and drank the juice.

"Thank you, but where am I?" I enquired.

"You spent three hours at this library and don't know about the office? Strange," he murmured, cutting the fruits.

"I understand this is the vice principal's office near the library, yet why are you here? "I know you're not from our college," I said.

"The principal is my friend's father"

He gave me the slice of fruit, which I refused, saying, "I think you need this for your energy and beauty."He smirked.

"Don't bother, I am fine and more energetic than you thought," I confidently stated as I stood up.

He chuckled and was ready to say something, his phone rang.
He excused himself from receiving a phone call.

I left without saying anything while he was on the phone.

I left for the canteen, ate some snacks, and then returned to the classroom.
Alina was absent, and Yasir was preoccupied with his responsibilities.
I hit him on the back and asked, "What's up, monkey?"
"My mood is off. Don't try to tease me," he advised.

"But I'll turn on your mood, as you know," I teased him. Then I sat alongside him.

"Let me assist you." I messed up all of his papers, grabbed his hair, and attempted to force his head towards the papers.

He instantly removed my hand from his hair, drew me into his arms, and gazed at me.

"Beauty, don't try to mess with me, otherwise, when I mess with you, you'll regret it," he murmured, staring into my eyes and pinching my chick with one hand. I became nervous and reddened.

Why the hell did he appear so romantic and attractive?
I rapidly tried to shove him, but he grasped me so tightly that I bit his hand.

"Ouch, shit, you are so cruel," he said, releasing his hand and trying to check it.

"I'll kill you next time," I replied, running away.

*****

I was lying on my bed. My roommate Rosy was cleaning the room. She always cleaned the room. She was like my sister; sometimes she cared, sometimes we fought for over nothing, we vibed together, and we became closer day by day as we spent our time together in the hostel.

We watched movies and laughed over the unexpected things that happened in my hostel. One of my hostel mates had an affair with someone, and later, they found out that the boy was involved with her three roommates as well. When they discovered this, they felt ashamed for fighting over his friendly behaviour with their roommates.

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