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This is an Indian highschool lovestory, full of love, drama, comedy, romance and more; where two school toppers,
Aarohi: the sweet and bubbly girl who always do whatever her heart says.
Akshit: the reserved and quiet boy who likes to be in his bub...
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"Akshit, kahan se laut raha hai? Aur yeh kapde bhige kyun hain tere?" My father asked as soon as I stepped inside the house. "I would rather want to not share that with you." I replied, receiving a stern glare from both my parents.
(Akshit, where are you returning from? And why are your clothes drenched?)
"Akshit!" Maa called out when I ignored them and was walking towards my room. "Ms. Govind has been admitted to the hospital. I went to see her. That's it." I said in a cold voice.
"What happened to her?" Maa asked out of worry while my father let out a knowing sigh and uttered, "I had warned you earlier, this relationship can never be happening. It will either end your happiness or end you."
"I don't wanna talk about this, so please excuse me." I said while redirecting myself to my room.
'Why has everything become so complicated all of a sudden?' I was puzzled.
'It has always been this complicated, Akshit. It's just you are realizing it now.' My subconscious mind replied.
'Have I always been this ignorant?' I asked myself. 'Maybe.' I wanted to escape this situation for a while. All the occurings that took place today have punctured and drained a part of me.
I went straight to the bathroom and had a cold shower to ease my strained muscles. I was feeling a bit better after the shower but not completely as I knew there's a lot more to face in the near future than I did today.
With a deep breath, I prayed with folded hands to the one above, asking for strength and support for the battle which was soon going to unfold.
The next day.
"Akshit kahan hai?" My father asked as soon as he came out of his room, dressed in his white coat. "Kitchen mein hai." My mother replied.
(Where is Akshit?
He is in the kitchen.)
"Why? Doesn't he have school today?" He asked curiously. "Actually, he wants to visit Aarohi in the hospital. So, he is preparing breakfast for her and her family." Maa replied in a gentle voice.
"What? Has he not regained his senses after what I told him yesterday? Akshit! Come here, right now!" He pitched his voice and called out. I quietly prepared the breakfast as Maa had already helped me to cut the veggies.
Few minutes later, he called out again. With a sigh, I washed my hands and covered the utensils before going to the living room. "Yes?" I asked simply. He lectured me for almost half an hour.
Even though half of his words were the repetition of 'Leave Ms. Govind' in 10 different ways, I decided to not let myself weaken by his manipulation.
"All done? Now if you please excuse me, I have to deliver this to the hospital." His eyebrows curled furiously. "You're packing your bags, wearing your uniform and going to school right now, Akshit. Right now!" He screamed.
