"Are you not going today" I asked Eda as she grabs the blanket and cover her face

with it. " I don't really feel like it " said Eda. "Thik hai" (okay) I
replied.

I pecked her forehead as I leave for the university . My sister, Eda. She has
always been an emotional support to me ever since growing up , she was the only one
by my side when everyone else doubted me and made fun of me. My traumatic past is
the reason of my cold and arrogant personality, little does it matters , anyway.

I will soon graduate and then I'm planning on starting my own law firm ,this was
never the future I dreamt of, I always wanted to be a woman , who knits . Yes! I
love knitting, people say that's what grandmas do , but do they matter? no!.
Eventually I gave up on knitting as I won't be making any money knitting all day

When I was Young,I was really chubby, due to which I developed eating disorders and
became a victim of mental illness for year until I finally recognized myself.

Alina approaches me as I walk to the hallway towards my class. "Saraa, why did you
not attended the welcome party we arranged for the freshmen?" asked Aline
impatiently, " i'm not interested in wasting my time in some peasant's pity party"
I replied. " Are you always this cold " she asked to assure herself. " Are you
always this socialising" I replied listening to which she went away as I entered my
class. I know Alina is also with me just because of my name just like everyone else
, it's a pity how these people gets happy in such a mere thing like that.

My mind diverted to my seat where a weird creature was sitting ," Get off" I said
but the person seemed to be very much uninterested, did not even bothered lookin at
my direction. " Did you not hear me?" I said. "This is a combined class" he replied
coldly, " That explains nothing" i replied feeling the ish to smack his
face ,"Tamara naam nhi likha hai yahan" ( your name's not written here) replied
that failed lap experiment, " Likha hai na" ( it's written) i replied remembering
the moment I wrote my name there for fun, He frowns as he saw my name underneath
the table and finally looked up at me , it was like he couldn't take his eyes off
me , he had hazel eyes, dark silky hairs and muscular pale structure, he was
wearing a three peice in a fucking school, [Link] went to a different seat
after that.

He was so mesmerizing, he looked like a model, but i ain't falling for that. All
the men are same , they will make you feel special and then leave you.I hate him
for bumping into me and making the stack of papers in my hands fall to the ground.

I went straight home as it was a long day, found my sister rotting in her bed and
reading her romance books, AGAIN.

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