The next few hours were followed by the immense series of rumours that had flown like a wild fire in the college, were Sanyukta –Randhir's cooked-up love story. These rumors only irked randhir even more...

Sanyukta on the other hand came back to her hostel room changed, threw her books on the shelf and lay on the bed thinking about randhir, her childhood memories....while he entered his dormitory and threw his books on the floor, started hitting his bestie, his punching bag, who would always tolerate his anger, disbursement, aggression at the end of the day, without complaining a single word....he remembered about his childhood days how they had met, how their friendship has grown into an unconditional love and how a strong bonding developed....

'Hey...can I sit beside you?' said a sixteen year old Sanyukta, asking for his approval

'why?' said a sixteen year old Randhir, while fiddled with the fountain pen, his shirt stained with the pen's ink...

Randhir looked up to see a cute child-like innocence playing on her face, she had beautiful brown hazel eyes which can definitely steal anyone's heart away...

'because I am new in the school and I have no friend...!' said she convincingly to which he gave her friendly smile...

'hieee.....I am Sanyukta aggarwal and you?' said she forwarding her hand towards his direction to which he replied in a little attitude filled voice.....

'Randhir singh shekawat!'

Sorry guys this chapter is really short but do read and comment please!! :)

Xoxo!! :)