We are doing sons random stuff in maths class...
"Pooja to bohot khush hogi na. Dalbir aaya h itne din baad" chipped our maths teacher...
"Nhi sir. Mei Kyu khush houngi.. Khush to Sonia ko hona chahiye"
Chipped pooja..
Fuuuuckkk..
Then Gimmu roared like a tigress..
I can tell you she was damn ready for the world war 3 with pooja...
And pooja was damn scared from her...
Lol
But
She just said that... Some student laugh where I just sit there in shock...
Fuucckkk....
Tears want to spill out...
That was suppose to be a secret...
And he is a teacher for god's sake...
Teacher continued his teaching but my mind is not in that for now...
What he must be thinking about me...
Fuck..
Will he hate me...
Soon class ended...
"pooja thodi km bola kr" his only one sentence broke my heart further...
He don't even like my name with his...
He is angry...
I can see it in his eyes...
But soon that anger vanish and something flashes in his eyes.. When his eyes met mine...
I don't know what was that...
Hate...
Oh no...
