KIRAT

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After that fire alarm prank, that guy is everywhere now. It bothered me and at the same time it didn't. its weird right? he was famous in no time. yeah why wouldn't he be? he was on every professor hit list now. fire alarm  prank is not the only thing that he did. he is  always late to classes, flirts around with girls, hanging in corridors, and he and his squad is just too much o tolerate in the cafeteria.

he  is like another jocks from high school. why would they remotely think that all this is cool? 

considering my annoyance with him, i even have two most of my favorite classes with him. can this get worse? i haven't even talked to him myself but his entire presence just put me on edge. 

why does he have too look like that? 

he was standing in the corridor with some of his boys from our law class. he was wearing  a football jersey under a checkered shirt with black washed jeans. those shirt were hugging his biceps as if their all existence depends on it. he had a black baseball cap on, that by the way only made his messy black locks even more irresistible.

ugh! stop it.

but why? just look at him?

no. stop. don't you dare look in that direction. 

and i did. i looked in his direction. he was busy laughing with guys. 

damn those dimples.

suddenly he looked in my direction and i froze. he eyes were so compelling that he can make do whatever he wants. i panicked when i saw him coming towards me. he removed his cap and messed  his hairs and put the  cap back on. 10 points for  that. he didn't slow  down even when he was near enough to talk to me. i stated  to move backwards . his  eyes were penetrating through mine as if they were having their own conversation. now looking up  on close, i know that his eyes were of  the color of darkest shades of  brown and black iris was defining its beauty.

wow

before i realize it i was already backed up in the corner, with him towering over me.

"just say the  word, you know you want too" he said with a smirk.

at first i didn't get what he was saying but it wasn't long until the meaning dawn to me. my face  instantly went from blank to disgust. 

"oh you wish!" i said with scoff and tried to get away from him.

"oh you so do!" he said  with a shit eating grin.

see? that's the problem, he is nothing but fuck boy. all looks and  no personality.

"whatever fill your empty!!" i  said loudly while walking  towards my class. why the did i stop anyway?

"its only you shorty!!" i yelled. the corridor was filled with hooting and hollering.

i gave him a middle finger, while still walking toward my class. he laughed. HE LAUGHED. his laughter was filling my damn head. 

oh god he makes so angry!!

i entered my  class and sat on my usual spot on the fourth row. Ishika was not there yet. i took out my phone to listen some music. i need to calm down before  the class started, i need to concentrate.

i was listening to roses by chain smoker when suddenly my bag feel from my desk. i opened my eyes to see the culprit only to Mr. wannabe walking past by me. 

"oh hello!!" i said. i was angry now. its  just too much . i don't know  why i was so angry but i can't remember the last time  i was this angry. maybe  when i accidentally killed a butterfly?

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