For the past six months, Junain was not who he usually was. He looked like a different guy too. He maintained his facial hair, he was working out which was very unlike him and he didn't get a haircut for a pretty long time. His thick, dark brown waves almost touched his eyebrows and shadowed upon his similar coloured eyes.
If he wore a sleeveless tshirt then his tan lines would be highly noticeable. But all this did anything in the world but make him look bad. Although it wasn't the best, it was just... different.
It was six months ago that he last met Sareena. When he realized what any guy in his right mind would. Although he wasn't just any guy, not at least to Sareena he wasn't.
His assumptions, about certain things turned to curiosity. That curiosity turned to restlessness and restlessness turned to an urge. An urge to find out the truth at any cost. It was very obvious though.
People like him didn't receive much attention, if at all. A small group of people knew he even existed. An even minute quantity of individuals knew who he was.
Out of those very few, Arham was the least judgmental and the only person who accepted Junain just as he was, is and maybe will be forever.
Every precaution was taken, Junain was prepared mentally and physically. The guy knew how to drive since he was ten.
He wore a comfortable, olive green shirt and put black spectacles on, even a grey cap. His new appearance could deceive anyone taking their first glance, anyone who was close to him. The usual Junain would look completely different. He never wore glasses and would always have his hair in a crew cut. Green was the color he hated, Sareena knew that. Anyways, not that she would care how her apparent uber driver looked. He just had to carry this out as perfectly as possible. Everything had to be taken care of extremely well.
The fourteenth minute was running. Arham put all his equipment away and got out of the car. He memorized the whole map of the location. The fast nineteen year old hustled his way around the school so when the car would approach Sareena, he would be walking in the opposite direction. As he reached there, he called Junain. Now with his smartphone as Junain held the button one.
"I'm allowing you to accelerate, whenever you want now." Arham took control of his breathing rate.
"You forgot your mask Hashem," Junain smiled as he wasn't worried, "be invisible."
"Mhm, defo and out." They ended the phone call.
