CHAPTER 2

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AYAAN-

It's the first class and we were told to introduce ourselves which was interesting though. 

Introduction is going on while I am busy with my phone after my turn. Just then a familiar name is heard. I turn to see who it is but I missed. Curiosity is all over me yet ignoring it, I go back to scrolling on my phone. 

I take a glance at the timetable and....

I hear my name being called. I lift my head and find my teacher staring , sorry, glaring at me. Shit!!! I got caught. The next minute I find myself out of the class. That was unfair for day one .

Who cares?? I am free to wander out in the campus. 

An hour later or so I find most of them coming out of the classes. I take a look at the ground which is being filled by students . I hear one of them shouting from one end of the ground "We are short with one, Captain!! ". They assembled on the ground to play cricket. Well, who isn't a fan of cricket?? I join them.

"Ah! there is the fresher " Captain says coming towards me. He seems to be in fourth year because almost everyone calls him Captain . Just CAPTAIN and not by his name. 

"Yes. I will be taking the other player's place" I answer him with a straight look on my face. His captain like attitude is almost pissing me off. He scans me from my head to toes. 

Taking off his hat ,"I don't think you are capable" . He gestures me to leave while turning back to other players. "Find me someone who isn't a fresher " says to the man on his right.

"You just can't judge me like that. I am capable and I know that". He turns to me moving closer. 

"I am the captain and I have all the right to do so" saying so he places his hand on m shoulder and gives it a push which was unexpected. I take a step back involuntarily  due to the force he pushed me with. 

 He did it again. " NOW,GET LOST !!"  says it loud. 

I lost it. I lost my temper. My fist closes and the next second it lands on his face. I can feel that many of them gathered around.  He realizes the blood on his lips and wipes it off. The atmosphere is filled with rage.  Before he could hit me back ,I grip his hand and twist it to the back . I can hear him groaning in pain and all others are in shock. Not wanting the situation to continue, I leave.


I reach my class and the professor enters . As today is the first day, it started with introduction. Just then the familiar name crosses my mind and I wait patiently for that name. Minutes later, a sweet voice is heard " I am Isha...." .

I take a look at her. Black flicks slightly covering her face from the side, long eyelashes- just makes her eyes even more beautiful, a warm smile across her fair face and the pink lips ... "Thank you" saying so she sits , disappearing from my sight


IT'S HER !!! IT WAS ALWAYS HER.


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