RAHUL
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"Hey! Found her!" A boy shrieked and slowly everyone created a pathway for me.
I quickly turned around and was blocked by twins who grinned at me evilly and pushed me to the front.
I felt like I was in the hunger games. Except there is no such thing as volunteering as tribute.
My hands started to sweat as 'Rahul' started to appear in my vision.
His black hair was now free of white rice. It seemed kinda wet and was styled to the side carelessly.
He changed his top to a black button shirt. The top two buttons were open, teasing the audience.
His piercing dark eyes traced my every move. And a narrow smirk crawled on his lips.
"Hello, commoner," He said as I faced him.
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