Hiding the bag

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There's this new boy in class. Let's call him Mr ABC. He's always sitting alone and looking at people in class. He's got no friends and no one talks to him so much.

I used to feel bad for him. He never answered the questions of teachers relevantly and it made me even softer for him that perhaps he gets confused and answers he wrong thing.

He has this weird habit of keeping one hand in his pocket and taking his bag everywhere around the campus. Like why dude? Keep it in the locker what's so special you gotta carry it everywhere?

I don't know how or why he felt I might have a really big soft corner for him because he used to ask me for help and favours. He never asked any boy even. Like once he wanted my practical copy to complete his previous work. He said he'd give it back before my next lab period.

Quite surprisingly, he not only didn't return the copies but went home. (He lodges in the hostel)

When he did return, he returned one and said he has it complete the other one. Now I don't know why he wasn't being easy on himself and myself and didn't snap the pages to write later and relieve me of he predicament as well. But it is what it is.

One day in break, he went out of class and left his bag in chair. I hit upon an idea and took his bag and hid it under the green house flags behind the chairs in the topmost row of chairs in the lecture hall beside the Air Conditioner.

I told the girls who were witness to the deed to keep quiet and not tell anyone about it.

The break ended and boys started coming in class.
One particular boy was coming up the stairs and was going straight till up to the end of the stairs. My heartbeat was racing and my breathing impaired as I was contemplating as to how did he know I had hidden the Mr ABC's bag? I was looking at him come up the stairs straight to the AC and stand in front of it. I breathed a sigh of relief.

I changed my seat and went in the front most row to avid suspicion and eye contacts. I didn't notice most of the events that followed then but a girl from the witnesses told me what happened after that.

Mr ABC had came to the class. He got confused when he didn't see his bag at first. He looked in all the rows and didn't see his bag. He noticed some girls looking at him and giggling. The very same girls that had witnessed me hiding his bag. He went up to them and asked them if they knew about his bag. They all denied knowing about it.

But there's always a black sheep wherever you go. One of them told Mr ABC that I had hidden it and where I had tucked it away.

Mr ABC retrieved his bag from the hidden spot and clung to it tightly as  he sat down in his seat. I looked back to check if he had unlocked the mystery by now or not but I see him clinging to his bag and smiling at me. It creeped me out and I turned my head.

And quite strange as it is, he started getting absent after that day and wouldn't come to college for months :-|

I swear I'm innocent

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