#2 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
My first year at the accademy is nowhere near the plans I made because I had a dare to complete . A dare to approach him . Him who is cold like he's ice , scary like he's a monster and handsome like he's a...
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Arohi's Pov. ⚝──⭒─⭑─⭒──⚝
After a month of attending his class , I can still not have a single day without being criticized . No matter how good I do .
I spent last night preparing and practicing for the look I'm going to create as this week's periodic assignment and I just have a little hope he's apprecite it .
Once I'm done, I take a picture of my model because she is looking really fine , at least according to myself.
"Sir " I call him .
He adjusts his spectacules while everyone seems shocked at what I've done .
Is it that bad ?
"Well, you seem to follow yourself more than listening to what I am teaching miss Rathore"
"No -- I- I " my eyes fill with tears when he shuts my vanity box and growls at me ."stand outside"
I take shivering steps outside the class and stand there . Tears roll down my cheeks but I try not to show it too much. People who walk by give me glares and whisper to each other . I can't do this anymore . After being so protected , after having lived in a castle , am I too week to go through all of this ?
After the failed lecture, I attend two more classes enduring taunts and snickers . Heading to the cafeteria for lunch , I'm joined by natasha .
"You're going to get sick like that , it's been months that new professor is torturing you for no reason"
"It's okay" I shake my head " I don't want dad to face more problems because of me . I'm a looser" "Yes you are " a mean group of girls walk to our table. I sigh knowing it's a daily thing now .
"Do you know what condition he is in because of you and Raj is in jail. You should be ashamed . You deserve humiliation"
I nod and get up , "I'll leave"
"No why , have lunch" natasha grabs my arm .
I collect my stuff and walk away unable to breath . Choking on my own tears , I go to my room.
For hours , I focus on my assignments but then my stomach begins making noises . I do not want to use dad's card because then he'll know maybe or he'll inquire.
Later in the evening ,I decide to take a form from the reception . Since, normal kids are being talked about in the accademy recently, the administration has brought a form for students who want to work part time outside Corps d'Elite Grounds .
