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Fuck fuck fuck. . .
I tried so hard to calm my breathings down. The crowd had suffocated me to death.
Shaisha were the hell this girl left me.
After asking direction for canteen to some random students, who first gave me a weird look, checked me out from head to toe and didn't have the courtesy to speak and pointed at the end indicating the corner, I reached the canteen.
The canteen was quite huge, with a row of tables scattered in the whole room and a huge counter to take our food. Students were still coming in groups gossiping, some making out with no shame and some smoking which made me scrunch my nose.
The room was not much crowded as I expected seems like the crowd was out there enjoying the fight.
Reaching the counter I took a plate and filled it with some sandwich and chips and ordered a apple juice. While waiting for the apple juice I noticed the people coming back from seeing the fight, excitement was still clear on their face.
I settled on a small table hardly enough for three people, so I don't have to sit with others.
Roaming my eyes I noticed that the attacker group was still not here nor the boy who was slumped in the ground and neither Saisha.
And a sigh escaped my mouth.
Just on a table beside me two hunk boys and a girl was still discussing about the fight.
All of them seemed quite impressed. Both the boys with as usual tattoos were quite bulk themselves, but how they were talking about the tiny waist made me roll my eyes. I mean looking at them compared to him, even they can take him down single handedly.
Just then a girl with hunched shoulders and head hung low declaring how deffident she was from her posture passed maybe searching for a table and the girl on the table beside me stretched her long legs making that scared girl trip.
The girl fell on the floor with all her food over her ruining her dress and all the people around burst in laughter. Out of instinct, I bent down to reach her out.
"Are you ok?" I asked.
To which she nodded back.
But suddenly her head jerked up with eyes wide.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it" she said. I got confused.
She pointed to my hand from which blood was dripping down. I looked at my table on which a knife was there coated in blood.
Surely the knife must have flown and sliced my skin.
Ahh... Why the hell!?
Pain was not much so it escaped my attention but now that I noticed it's starting to pain.
"Let me take you to the nurse room" she quickly asked.
Helping her to stand I noticed how her dress was dripping from the sauce.
