I was frustrated, if that word can define my current state of mind. I didn't know what to do or how to feel.I was shocked by the version of myself that showed up in the chemistry lab. I never imagined I could feel so jealous that I couldn't think straight. My mind went out of control when I heard her complimenting someone else's dreamily.
I huffed and put my head back on the bench.
We were practicing for our match, and it was already hectic. My mood was off, and the reason was right in front of me.
For the past 15 minutes and 27 seconds, Ruh had been talking continuously with Varun. Varun whispered something in her ear, and she slapped his arm playfully, both bursting into laughter.
What kind of joke was he telling her that made her laugh? She didn't laugh like that with me.
"Jalan ho rahi hai," I heard someone say in my ear, and I involuntarily nodded.
I turned to see Vani smirking at me.
(Are you feeling jealous)
"What...what do you mean I'm feeling jealous?" I asked, crossing my arms pretending that I am not jealous.
"Jealous? When did I say jealous? I said I have a scratch on my hand, and now it's burning," Vani replied, showing me her scratched hand.
I glared at her, and she just smiled sheepishly.
I went back to the classroom, where no one was present. I found my bag and took out my notebook to vent my frustration.
I always write random things on paper to relieve my stress. I started writing, but my mind was already on Ruh.
She lived rent-free in my heart, and now my mind was fully consumed by her thoughts.
I didn't realize I had started writing her name until the whole page was filled.
Frustrated, I threw the pen in the dustbin, jealousy was overpowering my mind.
I didn't know if it was jealousy or insecurity, but I didn't like it. I didn't like the idea of Varun being with my Ruh.
It hurt.
With no one in the classroom, the fans were turned off, and I started feeling sweaty. I was about to stand up to turn on the fan when I saw Ruh enter.
A frown was on her forehead as she walked to the switchboard and turned on the fan.
She came toward me, and I quickly crumpled the paper and put it in my pocket.
"Why were you sitting here in this scorching heat and didn't even turn on the fan?" she asked, sitting beside me, closely.
My heart started racing.
I was stuck in my own dilemma.
"What happened? Are you not well?" She touched my forehead to check my temperature.
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