Ruhani was on her way to submit her club participation form for her college poetry club.She used to write poetries since she was 10. Writing poetries have always been an escapism for her. And she knew she was good at it. Better than most of the people out there in the same field. She wasn't bragging about her talent,she was just confident about her art. The only thing that seemed to be in her control. She had bagged more than 10 honours for her art in school and outside. She was performing on stage since last 4 years. Stage was her second home. She also had an acc on instagram with 1,000 followers and a youtube channel with 700 subs respectively. She wanted to make it big and BIG in her zone. She believed there's nothing better than pursuing one's passion as their profession.
Her institute block was on one end and the poetry club was on another end of the campus. She was walking and walking when she suddenly remembered her encounter with MISS HOTTIE two days ago.
FLASHBACK
The windows rolled down and she was met with two curious eyes lingering on her. It was Miss Oberoi with her hands on the steering wheel and the earlier tied bun was now in open hair covering her back.
Ruhani could have sworn that she has never seen anything so beautiful in her life before. The scenery in front of her was almost unreal. She didn't realize that she was staring continuously at the woman making her uncomfortable.
"Can I help you with something,Baccha(child)?" The woman asked waving a hand in front of Ruhani's face
Ruhani broke away from her stance and shyly moved her eyes away,not able to mantain eye contact.
She continued while stuttering "I just wanted to tell you...That it's very pretty..your car..I mean you are also pretty..but your car is more pretty...sorrry...that's not what I meant...."
"You didn't mean that I am pretty?" Miss oberoi arched a perfectly trimmed Eyebrow
"No,I mean you both are pretty"
"Who's more pretty,I or my car?"
"You but ca—" Ruhani was rambling senseless at this point
The other woman saw the younger girl struggling and broke into a melodious laughter. Her voice was sweetly sensual,it always has been..as if she's trying to seduce someone.
Ruhani felt her cheeks turning red with embarrassment,still not able to make eye contact.
Her professor continues with a small smile on her face,finally regaining composure from her earlier fit of laughter. "Don't worry,I'm kidding Bacche. Thankyou for the compliment to both of us" She added while patting a hand on her steering wheel.
"I remember you from the class. See you next time..Bye"
Just like that she rolled her sports coupe down the road with Ruhani's self respect, lying there all shattered.
PRESENT
Ruhani met with Arpita during the break after submitting her form. Appu (well that was her nickname now) was busy shoving a Veg burger down her throat. IN A SINGLE BITE.
Maybe she was used of shoving large things in her mout–
Anyways Ruhani asked about the unfinished English assignment that was supposed to be submitted tomorrow.
"Hey Appu,what are we supposed to do in the assignment?"
"Oh yeahh,The English assignment..." She inhaled a deep breath "I have no idea about it"
"What the hell ? You were there in the class whole time..what were you even doing?" Ruhani asked irritatedly
"I was daydreaming about MIN YOONGI..Is that an issue?And as clearly as I remember,you were there as well..Tu kya kar rahi thi,Duffer?" She commented and asked
"I—"
"Oh lemme guess..You were staring at MISS HOTTIE'S ass"
"OFcourse I wasn't doing that,ullu ki patthi" SHE WAS STARING AT HER BOOBS
Ruhani's phone beeped and her colour paled after watching the Caller I'd on her phone. IT WAS HER DAD
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