Me: Uhhh... kon he be tu?
I just asked out of curiosity and assumed if he really takes his head out of my locker and speak back, but the reverse had happened, he neither spoke nor took his head back from the locker.
Me: Oyeee!! Kon he tu poocha me!? Jawab de teesmaar khan!?
And finally he accepted my taunt. But I regret... because when he took his head out, he was no one else but...
Reyansh: Haan! le nikal dia!?
Reyansh: Kya ukhaad le ga be tu?
My heart skipped a beat for a while when my assumption became real. I did assumed Reyansh to be here, who is looking for something like this.
Me: Hein!? kya kar rha be tu!? or vo bhi mere locker ke paas!?
Reyansh: Tera khulaasa be!? or kya! ahahah!
Me: Hein?
Me: Kya matlab?
Thought he will answer back, but instead, someone just shut my eyes from the back and blocked my vision. Everything was dark... I lost my my vision. And they started wrapping me with a Cello Tape. And dragged me to somewhere.
Kian: Advik!? sun isko vo last vale bathroom me band kar dete he!
Advik: Haan! chal!
I heard that. But I couldn't yell. Because my mouth was wrapped too. Things got even serious when I got to know that there is just 30 minutes left until the last match begins. I had nothing to do but to try my best to yell. But then I understood, trying my best to yell is just a waste of time and energy.
I thought everything is done, and I will just lose my match for the first time, and that too like this...
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