Our eyes met for a split second during lunch, the next day. I saw him smile the way it would melt my heart, but only the Lord and he would know what was going on in his mind.
I never realised how much I was hurting Fräsher, by avoiding him, by crushing his spirit.
And then there was the incident of arson. My psychological defense mechanism doesn't allow me to blame myself, but deep down...I know that was the crux of what is happening now.
"Dude, Pass me the lasagna", said Rachel.
"It's so far away though...Hey Jitrei...could you pass the dish infront of you?", I asked
Jitrei was an amazing person. We were familiar in most ways.We shared the same liking towards Pewdeipie and most games that we play.I knew her from a campaign that we did together.
"Heeerrre ya go.", she replied.
She helped me out in most assignments in photography class. She was so professional in what she did, it made me jealous.
"Thanks man.", Said Rachel, as she served herself to her uncountableth helping.
"You're stuffing your face too much, idiot.", Said Sheh.
"STAY OUT OF IT", yelled Rachel.
Jeez...I knew they were meant for each other.
"Get a room already.", Said Shreya, stealing the thoughts right out of my mind.
The answer was monotonous, the same one both of them always managed to give in unison.
"If we were locked in a room, only one of us would get out alive."
I scoffed at the thought.
No one really knows what goes on in the other person's mind. Deep thoughts are a huge mystery to get into.
This got me back to thinking about Fräsher. His thoughts were...very conservative. Even I, his childhood friend couldn't make them out.
I wonder what got him behaving that way.
"GET OUT OF MY WAY, PIG!" yelled Sheh.
Aah...Zoning out can only last for so long.
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Crushed
Mystery / ThrillerHe had me under his spell. There was something about him that astounded me, but... He. Can't. Be. Forgiven.
