I am updating this chapter through my mobile phone instead of tablet so there are gonna be infinite mistakes. You have been warned!!!

Karthik' p.o.v:

I first saw her in the garden when she read out the mysterious poem, thanking the black rose. Unaware of my eyes she had let her guard down. The second time I saw her with him. Siddharth is a player, he has already set the record by dating two beautiful women at the same time. Both unaware of his cruel game.

She wasn't the type of woman he dated. Tall, fair and lean were his preference. That girl was none of the three. Then why was he playing with her?

The thing that irritated me the most was her laid back attitude. She acted as if her world revolved around Siddharth. Why was the girl so devoted to him?

I glared at him as he furiously typed on his phone with a smile on his phone to the person on other end who was obviously Pari. While his girlfriend sat just beside him. I clenched my fist as I thought back to the conversation that took place this morning.

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"Love you princess" Siddharth said as he entered our dorm. Harsh was out to smoke while I tried to catch some sleep when I heard little snippets of their conversation.

"Pari?" I asked him casually sitting up on my bed rubbing away the drowsiness from my eyes.

"Nah. It's Rosie" He replied without looking up from his phone. That caught my interest. If he had looked up he would have noticed the obvious change in my expression. Her name from his mouth bothered me more than I liked. As if my gut was giving me some kind of signal that my brain couldn't decipher.

There was guilt, irritation and regret whenever I saw that girl with Siddharth. Guilt for being a bystander in this whole game. Irritation for the unknown emotions tormenting me whenever I heard her name. We have met, scratch that, our eyes met a few times during class. But my privileged instincts were acting as if I was doing something horrible, it was ticking me. Clearly we are strangers, then why did my heart ache when I thought about her. Why was I even thinking about her?

And regret for something I could never figure out.

"But don't you love Pari?" I asked  him.

"Yes I do" He answered his eyes meeting mine. I knew my interrogation was bypassing the rules of the bro code but I didn't stop my pestering questions.

"Why are you dating Rosie?" I asked my question a little aggressive.

"Time pass" His answer short and curt triggered me as I stood up and exited the room when Harsh entered.

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I cut off my glare from his face when my thoughts overwhelmed me, making me shiver. Why am I acting so weird?

My eyes went to the root of all my mental problems. She has sat with us for a week but never initiated a conversation with me as if my presence repulsed her.

I directed my glare at her as she ignored me. It made me angry.

"Won't your parents be disappointed when they know what their daughter is doing with her 'boyfriend'?" I blurted it out without thinking. But I didn't regret it when her black eyes met mine.

"Why do you care if my parents are disappointed in me or not?" She threw back. I observed the emotions reflecting in her dark eyes and then vanished completely as her face turned expressionless.

"You dress like a prude but your actions speak otherwise-" I shot back the nasty rumour that I heard earlier this morning.

"Why do you bother to talk to a imprudish shrew like me?" She continued "My parents can't be disappointed in me because they are dead"

As she stood up a sudden anxiousness kicked inside me. I didn't want her to walk away. I had the sudden urge to stop her, but I clenched my fists and controlled this crazy feelings of mine that were going overboard.

Looking back to the past I should have trusted my guts. But I was always slow in matters of heart.

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Writer's P.O.V:

A black haired girl climbed across the wall of hostel late at midnight when the alarms started ringing startling her. She cursed loudly and looked back at the window of her dorm. The lights were off and there were pillows under the blanket poorly imitating her as she exhaled loudly and passed the border of hostel. A sense of freedom was in the air as she ran towards the main gate of college. Yes, the hostel was inside the college. She wasn't technically free yet. As she reached the gate she went towards the bush. And fiddled with the branch in her hand as the newly added grass uncovered the secret to her freedom. Well it wasn't a secret as half the college knew about the hidden passage.

As she ran out she wanted to scream loudly to declare her freedom to the entire campus but held the silly temptation in. Her uncle's house was quite fat from her hostel. And for the first Rosie realised she hadn't planned anything.

'I am fucking idiot' She cursed herself. Then she heard the sound of boots crunching behind her as she ducked down behind the bushes peeking at the shadows from behind the branches which were scraping her across her skin. Her hands were itching but she controlled her hands from scratching the slight burning sensation above her elbows. Then she saw a shadow standing right above her laughing loudly.

"Karthik?"

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So this is chapter 7. I hope you all like it.

I wrote this chapter on a notebook first then posted it here.

Which one do you think is better typed or handwritten?

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