Sudden Enigma

1- Unknown

Nasma sprints through the buzzing university campus, juggling her books in one hand and holding her cup of coffee in the other, as she was already late for her cryptography class.

Nasma studies cybersecurity in university as she has always had passion for digitality. She always loved the thought of being a tech-genius and studying cybersecurity gives her that chance.

She continued to scurry through to her lecture as she remembered that Professor Mukhtar takes that class, and boy oh boy, he takes punctuality seriously. As she finally makes it into the lecture hall, she meets with the professor's cold gaze, as he's already at the podium. She mumbles an apology and makes her way to her seat. She sits in the sixth row at the corner as she finds it much easier to concentrate.

She makes her way to her position and takes a seat. As she settles down, she hears a 'ping' from her phone. it's probably a notification, but she ignores it as her class has already begun and she needs to pay attention, so she puts her phone on silent and sets it down along with the rest of her stuff.

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Nasma's classes have ended for the day but she remembers that notification. She decides to take a look at it but realizes that it's from an unknown number. She taps on the pop-up and the message says,

"If we can't get to the head, we'll start from the shoulder."

Nasma furrows and raised an eyebrow as she doesn't understand what the message is or who it's from. "Is this some kind of joke?", Nasma asked herself in an unconvinced tone.

Although she decides to brush it off, she couldn't help but wonder, who was this person? Is it an actual prank? What if it isn't? Her mind raced with different thoughts and her heart began to race.

She began to navigate through the campus for her friend, Jawaahir. Jawaahir always helped Nasma through most of her problems and always found a way to lighten up her day. She searched through the students until she spotted Jawaahir sitting in the lounge area.

Jawaahir was scrolling through her phone when she peeked her head up and saw Nasma. She smiled and waved for her to come over. Nasma took a seat next to her friend and they began to talk.

"Kawata, how's your day been?", Jawaahir said with a soft smile.

"Just the usual." Nasma said trying to sound casual.

Jawaahir drew in her eyebrows clearly not convinced by Nasma's façade. "You know you can't lie to me right, baza ki iya min kariya something's wrong and it's written all over your face", Jawaahir said.

She knows her best friend in and out so it was easy for her to figure out.

Nasma sighs, " This girl ke ma'iya ce kwo ", she chuckled before her expression became more serious, "Well, I got this unusual message-" Nasma said turning her phone screen towards Jawaahir, "it was from an unknown number and the message was pretty unsettling, I tried to take it as some kind of joke but, I can't still get it off my mind, like what if it isn't and stuff y'know".

Jawaahir looks at her friend with confusion and understanding in her eyes, "toh fah", she exclaimed, "what could that possibly mean?".

"I don't know, it's just confusing and I don't know why it's me bothering so much, what if it's a prank of some sort?".

Just as Jawaahir was about to speak, Nasma receives another notification. She checks it and it's from the same number but it wasn't a message. It was pictures... of her, right then.

"What the-, you've got to see this!", she turns the phone towards Jawaahir. Jawaahir's eyes widen in surprise, "how's this happening? if the person took these pictures of you that means they're here".

"But how? Let’s go, we have to check round the campus to see who this person is gaskiya", she says and grabs Jawaahir's wrist pulling her to her feet. "Easy now Nasma", Jawaahir said with a hint of playfulness in her voice. "Oops sorry, I overdid it amma we have to hurry", She said as they hastily walked out of the building in search of that person.

Nasma was determined to find out who this person was and why they were doing this. She and Jawaahir walked side by side as they approached the campus’s exit. Nasma’s eyes were keen as she and Jawaahir searched for the “stalker”,

as they called him, or her…depends.

“ Oh Allah, Nasma ina zuwa I need to call my mum back cause she called me earlier”, Jawaahir stated.

Nasma throws her a glare, “wuce, I didn’t need your help anyway”.

“haba kawata, I’m sorry now just for me to take this quick call and you are all pouty”, she said with a soft chuckle at her friend’s feigned grumpiness.

Nasma rolls her eyes jokingly with a hint of smile on her lips, “oya toh, you can go and make your call I’ll update you later”.

  Jawaahir gave her a nod before turning on her heel to make the call.

Assalamu alaikum my readers. Welcome to Sudden Enigma, by yours truly. This chapter is long because it is an introductory chapter, please note that other chapters may not be as long so bear with me. Also updates might not be very frequent as I have a life too but I'll try my possible best to update. So welcome to Sudden Enigma once again and happy reading
-I♥️
Monday, November 18th, 2024.