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𝑩𝒖𝒔 𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕

18th June, 2029.

So as always, to follow my daily routine, my alarm rang up. I get up from bed and brushed my teeth. Then took a shower. Then cook my breakfast. I cooked an omelet. I ate it while checking Twitter.

Then I sat in front of my laptop and checked my assignment once again. The assignment which took me 3 and a half hour to complete last night.

Last night, 9 pm. After completing my assignment, I went for a night shower. After showering I came and opened the page and immediately I got a shock. What the hell? The whole page is blank. I winged my eyes. I look at the screen againg hoping that it was a eye-prank. But no, it was the same - blank. That means I've to do it again? jUsT aGaIn????

I started again and left my chair at 1:30 am without finishing it. Maybe I'll finish it tomorrow at bus.

I started for bus stop. Everyday I attend my class by bus. The bus stop is not so far so I used to walk at. I've classes on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays. But I've dance classes everyday.

I get into the bus. There was sit at the very last. Rather than going there, I decided to stand until someone get down and I get a seat at least in the middle row. My location isn't that far. But I'll get enough time to finish as a little was undone.

Suddenly a boy pushed me and cuz of that the notes and books which was in my hand fell down. I sat to pick them up. But very surprisingly rather than helping or sorry I heard,

“Oh you girl, you should see that someone's going. Where are your eyes at?”

I was like, Wow! What a surprise! It's not my fault but I'm listening bickers. Wow! Clap for this wonderful guy! but suddenly a thing came in my head. I've heard this voice before. This voice is very known to me. I've listened this voice billion times.

I looked up at him.

A mask and a hat. T-shirt and a unbuttoned jeans coat. Black pants. Beautiful eyes and very nice figure. A very fashionable and stylish guy is standing in front of me. But I'm feeling like I've seen him before. Maybe I know him.

“Excuse me mister, have we met before? Do I know you?”

He replied very quickly,

“Yeah yeah ofc. Why not? I'm this world's president, so why would you not know me?”

What kind of manner is that? I didn't answered him. But again surprisingly he asked,

“Anyways, Hey, are you ok? Did you get hurt because of pushing me?”

Wow, again he's blaming me. This time I straight looked at his eyes to answer. But, I saw a different thing, I saw sympathy in his eyes. I thought might be he's a little sorry.

“No, I'm alright.”

“Oh, that's good. Well, I'm alright too. And you should be carefull in bus cuz anyone can pass by you anytime.”

He said like a wise man. I didn't say anything to him but just nodded. I was laughing inside. Just after it, the bus arrived where I needed to get down. I got down from the bus.