Presumption ( گمان) (Under Editing)

Chapter 3: First Meetings and Impressions (Edited)

Shanzay's POV

I slowly opened my eyes, and saw myself lying on the ground. My things were scattered everywhere. The ground was a bit damp that resulted in several muddy spots on my clothes. Great! just what I wanted! ugh! All my documents were also ruined due to the wet grass. I went into full panic-mode.

"No! No! No! What have I done? This wasn't supposed to happen. What am I going to do? These papers had to be submitted today. How can I be this reckless? Why does this happen to me Allah? Why me? Now I will surely fail this semester if I don't submit these papers on time." I was rambling to myself, tears threatened to spill from my eyes anytime.

My train of thoughts got interrupted by silvery voice of a man; "Look miss I am really sorry but it is really not that big of a deal you can get these printed again, you need to calm down."

I rose my head and saw a guy standing opposite me rubbing his head. He was tall with broad shoulders and his nose was scrunched up. He was lightly scratching his head and his orbs, filled with confusion, were gazing at me. I felt anger bubbling inside of me. It's all this stupid guy's fault!

"You! Can't you see? It's all your fault!" I snapped at him. 

"What? Excuse me, How is it my fault?" He looked at me  surprised, his tone had a slight hint of irritation.

"You're excused! you are the one who came out of nowhere in my way!" I retorted.

"What the hell! I did not. You were the one who was coming from the wrong direction." He snapped back this back trying to control his anger.

He is accusing me! how dare he?

"Me? Are you blind or what? you were the who came running out of nowhere, didn't you see a woman walking, or is it something you guys do as a cheap trick?" I stated.

Who knows what kind of creep he is! Guys these days are so weird, they'll pull every cheap trick to get a girl's attention.

"Now you're seriously crossing the line. I am sorry miss if you think that, but you're the one who came walking from the wrong side and it's as much as your fault as it is mine..." He said in a calm tone.

"Instead of accepting your mistake, you are blaming me?" I replied, still angry at his accusation.

"I am not blaming you, I am taking responsibility of my actions like an adult as should you. We are both at fault here so I guess we should just accept it." He tried to reason.

Reason my foot!

"Don't tell me what to do! Why do I accept when I am not the one in the wrong here-" I argued back until he cut me off.

"Shoot! It's 9:17! Look miss, I seriously don't have time for this, I am sorry for ruining your things but I have to go, I am getting late for my lecture." He spoke in a hurry and sprinted ahead while I looked at him wide eyes, trying to suppress my anger and not to scream at him.

What kind of guy does that? He didn't even apologize properly, such an ill mannered person! huh!

I watched him run out of my sight, I couldn't help but mutter curses under my breath. I again looked down at the smudged papers and my bag lying a few feet ahead. I gathered all the things, brushed off the mud from my clothes and things.

The papers were in no condition to be submitted and I didn't have enough time to get them re-printed either, so I decided to go to class instead. I'll figure this out later. Sigh.

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Azlaan's POV