34 parts Ongoing Mature"Not happy to see me, Ishan?" Shubman chuckled and Ishan wished he could punch him in the stomach.
"Seeing your face is the last thing I want in my life." Ishan spat glaring at the boy with fire in his eyes. He sees an expression flicker over the other's face, which is quickly covered by a smirk.
"Now that's rude sweetie." Shubman chuckles bitterly and Ishan wants nothing more than to punch his stupid face into the ground but somehow, he can't.
"Don't call me that." Ishan almost shouts, his chest heaving up and down from all the anger. They both stare at each other, none of them backing down.
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Two people who used to be best friends, can't seem to stand in the same room now.
What changed?
Is it just hate? Or is it love?
Read and find out
