After the assembly, I was on my way to my classroom. I'm a first-class student. Well. I'm a smart student of course. So, I was searching for my new classroom. I looked around me. There were many students walking around me. I don't like calling anyone and asking them where my class is placed. This was because of only one reason. I hate people. That's it. I managed to escape from the crowd. For myself what I need is peace. Just peace. But I can't expect that over here. I was standing alone at the end of the corridor.
Someone touched my shoulder. I turned back slightly. Is that she? Yes. That same teacher. She wore a Punjabi suit which made me mesmerized. The suit was in green color which was so matching for her. "Why are you here?" She asked me. "I can't find my class". I replied politely. "Are you a new student?" She asked again. "Yes. I am. Can you help me? My class name is Hitler". I said it proudly. "It's on the second floor of this building". She then showed me the way to that building. I just walked away without thanking her. You will be thinking I'm so rude. Yes. I am.
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Non-FictionA story about an unconditional love between a girl and a boy. What will happen?? Will that love success or failure?? Will that boy's mom accept his girlfriend? It's going to be a student love story.Hope y'all enjoy it...
