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𝐕𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐍 ♡ 𝐑𝐔𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐀
Ruhanika, a quiet introvert with a passion for books and study. She thrives in the world of words, finding solace in...
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A whole month of pre-board exams had drained every ounce of life out of us. And just when we thought we could finally breathe, the school decided to hit us with yet another cruel reality-answer sheet distribution.
Oh, and to make things even better, our practical exams started today.
Perfect. Just perfect.
Physics practical and viva-basically, our personal torture session.
I had spent the entire night revising, running on nothing but sheer determination and anxiety, and barely managed to squeeze in two hours of sleep.
And let me tell you, two hours of sleep is not even a nap-it's a long blink.
But I had to prepare for every possible question. Because nothing, absolutely nothing, beats the satisfaction of answering a difficult question correctly. The Satisfaction. That feeling? That's what I live for.
The school was in complete chaos. Juniors were busy preparing for our farewell, running around with decoration supplies and practicing dance performances in the corridors. Meanwhile, we seniors? We were just trying to survive.
Siddharth walked into the classroom, heaved a dramatic sigh, and dropped onto the bench beside me as if he had fought a battle just to get here.
"Tujhko kya hua?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. Yash, our resident sleeping beauty, was already dozing off beside me, head resting on his arms.
(What happened to you?)
"This guy could sleep through an earthquake. I should take notes from him," Siddharth muttered, glancing at Yash.
"I'm nervous... for my result. Especially Vani's result," he added with another sigh.
"Ahnnn, first time seeing you stress over someone else's result," I teased, wiggling my eyebrows suggestively.
Siddharth rolled his eyes, "It's not like that. I just want her to do well. I helped her study, and if she doesn't score well, I'll feel responsible."
Before I could respond, Yash-who had been sleeping mere seconds ago, suddenly spoke up, "Whatever you say."
The guy didn't even bother to open his eyes.
Meanwhile, Ruh had gone to Ragini Ma'am's office to clear some doubts. I had offered to help, but she refused, saying she didn't want to disturb me.
Someone tell her she is the most beautiful disturbance ever. I'd gladly be disturbed by her all day.
A soft smile tugged at my lips as I got lost in my thoughts.
'Ignore him, guys. Ladka pagla gaya hai,' my brain taunted.
(The guy has gone mad.)
'Sometimes I wish I could throw you out of my head,' I mentally snapped.
