Nemesis (Manan Fanfic) On Hold!

Chapter 3: Lunch

I ran to the girl's bathroom as some of the students stared after me. I locked myself inside one of the toilet stalls and remained there until I calmed down. I tried to find my handkerchief inside my handbag. I gave up my search and used toilet paper to wipe my runny nose. I let out a deep sigh and unlocked the door. There was no one there so I took my time washing my face with cold water.

I felt a lot better when I was on my way to my next class, but the events from earlier haunted my mind. I could not believe that they had humiliated me like this. At the end of math class, I decided to forget about it, because it was not worth it to start a fight with those snobs.

My stomach growled during lunchbreak and I cursed my damned cousin for stealing my lunch. I would have taken money with me had I known that this would happen. I grabbed my water bottle out of my bag with a sigh and took a seat at an empty table.

"Hi."

I glanced at the person who had spoken to me. My jaw nearly dropped when I realized who it was.

"You...dropped this," he said and handed me something.

"What?" I asked in a state of shock.

"Your handkerchief."

It was the handkerchief I had been searching for earlier inside my handbag.

"Thank you," I said pleasantly surprised, and took it.

"You are welcome," he smiled and though I wanted to smile back, I didn't.

"I'm Dhruv."

I frowned because I did not understand why he was introducing himself to me.

Was this some kind of prank?

I gathered my things and got up from the table. Dhruv looked somewhat confused, but he did not stop me. I looked back to check if he was still standing there and saw him looking back at me. I turned my head around fast and left the canteen.

"Fücking watch it!"

My pupils dilated when I saw who I had run into. "Oh god," I mumbled under my breath.

"YOU?" Manik growled.

"I-I didn't watch where I was going..."

"Obviously!" he scoffed bitterly.

"I...eh...will go," I said and passed him.

He pulled me back, however, making me lose my balance. In a desperate attempt to not fall on my face, I grabbed his arm.

"What the hell?" he yelled as we landed on the floor together.

I groaned when my bruised shoulder from earlier hit the hard floor. Tears sprang into my eyes due to the pain and I bit back a sob.

"Get off of me!" Manik spat in anger.

My body was partly on his, but I wasn't able to get up or move to the side.

"Are you deaf?!" he growled.

"I...can't," I whimpered in pain.

"You can't?" he asked, his eyes flaming with rage.

"M-my shoulder is bruised..."

He rolled his eyes and pushed me aside with force. I groaned in pain whilst he got up and brushed his clothes. He shot me a disgusted look. I blinked to keep the tears away and held my bruised shoulder.

"Take my hand," Dhruv suddenly said, appearing out of nowhere.

He reached his hand out to me with a friendly smile.

"Dhruv, what are you doing?" Manik asked irritated with furrowed eyebrows.

"Helping her up. She is in pain," he said softly. "Take my hand."

I saw no other option than to accept his help. He handed me my handbag when I was up on my feet.

"Thank you," I whispered and I kept my gaze down.

"Are you hurt?" he asked.

"I'm okay," I lied.

"Who cares if she is hurt, let's go, Dhruv. We are wasting our time," Manik said with a bored look.

Dhruv gave me a small smile and walked off with Manik.

My shoulder was really aching when I reached home that evening. I examined it in the bathroom mirror. The bruised place was red and swollen. I sighed and applied a balm to help it heal.

When I joined my uncle and aunty for dinner that night, my cousin Rishabh acted like an angel. I shot him daggers across the table, but he ignored it.

"It's your guys' turn to do the dishes," my aunty reminded us.

"So where is my lunchbox?" I glared whilst Rishabh and I were doing the dishes.

"Cabir has it."

"What?! Rishabh! My grandma got me that lunchbox!" I yelled.

My stupid cousin shrugged and said, "Not my problem."

"It was you who stole it in the first place so it is your problem! Get me my lunchbox back," I hissed through gritted teeth.

"Nandini, you will never see that lunchbox again," he smirked evilly and walked away with his head held high.

Why was everything going so horribly wrong today?

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Nandini and Manik keep bumping into each other huh? But he is very cruel to Nandini, isn't he? But thankfully there is Dhruv who helps her...

Will Nandini ever get her lunchbox which she received from her deceased grandmother back?

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