I am planning to extend this book as some erotic os collection. If not erotic then yes Os. The shots I dont want to extend further will be here.

This one shot is taking place in academy. Rajveer is Naina' teacher and circumstances has been such as she has come to know that Raju killed Naveen. So hate on her part. Not totally like serial. But different.

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Captain Rajveer Singh Shekhawat the same person who was her teacher has come out as murderer. Naina Ahluwalia' brother . .Naveen...His best friend. He killed that guy. And he even had the guts to keep it to himself only. Not even once he came out and tried to apologize. Not even once his conscience felt heavy and guilty. not even once he tried to face his crime. But Why would he! After all it was meant to be forgotten. He has perhaps come in terms with being the so called perfect person. Perhaps the thought and the excuse of "setting Naveen Free" was looking pious to him. Perhaps.....Captain Rajveer was same as others. Two faced man. And he was meant to be hated.

But...

But unlike all other girls out there she could not hate him. The day she got to know that Rajveer was the murderer, she was in his room that instant. She could not take this. She could not.....

idea of rajveer being naveen's murderer was so foreign to her. not that she had this belief in him but still there was something. something was either amiss or new in her. something old that stopped her to blame rajveer or perhaps something new that blossomed in this forsaken academy that let her fantasies grew on her.

rajveer singh shekhawat was murderer. he had confessed his crimes in front of her. he had cried a little. his wet eyes...damn! they hurt her more than murder of naveen. why? suddenly her whole world shook. this was really the end of world everyone was talking about. her world was about to come an end. and why not! look at her. look at her contrasting thoughts. her conflicting emotions and the so called freaking compassion for rajveer. why the hell it was happening with her.

naina stopped attending his classes. one or two excuses always in her mind ready. sometimes stomac ache, sometimes headache. and the great rajveer sir also never asked her about it. perhaps he too would be having idea why she was not willing to come to his class.

who would want to face murderer of her brother! no one in her absolute sane mind. and naina considered herself sane until one day she appeared in his room out of nowhere that too after lights out. having no idea herself why she was here..at first place instead of being in bc' office where she could apply for transfer from his class.

she kept on standing on the gate itself for god knows how long. her feet stuck to ground and defiant eyes to his. she saw him standing next to sofa with a book in his hand and damn he also never moved. perhaps for her the world ahs stopped. the time ha stopped everything was giving her time to take matter into her hand and do justice to her brother. she wanted it. badly. she wanted it very badly. she wanted him to fall down and cry the way naveen'd have cried when he had died...

but naveen never cried when he died with the hand of his best friend. why would he! he wanted it, didnt he! he wanted to end the ongoing torture. he wanted freedom. he got it. in fact it should be naveen to be punished because never ending punishment was given to rajveer. he was burning in inferno of guilt daily. he was dying daily little by little. he was victim not convict and his pain was still in him not even fading an ounce. he was in immense pain. he was being tortured. he was not guilty at all.

his eyes...damn they literally begged for mercy. a simple syllable from her could make him cry. he could have mourned for the sins he never committed. and all this needed her simple accusing finger pointed at him.

but...

instead her hand itched to hold him. to caress his unkempt hair that hid frowns and lines on his temple. the worries, sorrows, pain he hid in his heart she wanted to hold his heart. and suddenly she was scared if rajveer sir would let her touch him...without any question. the premonitions she had about this moment were all wrong. she wanted him to let her do the honor of touching him and burning along him. suddenly she got scared thinking if rajveer sir would allow her to even stay in his room after knowing her intentions.

strangely without any clarification from him she had acquitted him of all charges. instead she had convicted herself for being guilty for thinking out of line for her teacher. a teacher who was elder, graceful and best among his peers was really forbidden. but her mind didn't stop. her feet sprang up to life and suddenly she was in front of her rajveer sir. her trembling hand touched his forehead and he jolted back.

'cadet singh!'

and it just broke her. she cried. she cried like a mad woman spilling her tears. she had imagined him to cry with her accusations instead her soul withered watching him in pain and agony. she fell on the ground and kept on crying.

'naina. kya huya? kyu ro rahi ho?'

and it just hurt her more. she hiccupped but could not let him hold her. feeling heavy with guilt of accusing him of the crimes he never committed. Not only this, she started feeling his pain. pain of being so alone and full of guilt. feeling of being left out. feeling of being the gullible one and being cheated on. rajveer sir was in pain....and she could feel it.

'sir, i...I am sorry. i am sorry for all the problems i have created. mujhe...mujhe kabhi is bat ka ehsas hi nahi huya ki maine aapko kitni takleef di. main kaise aapse maafi mangu? sir please forgive me...'

For a second she could not believe what she was saying. She was here to blame Rajveer, make HIM feel guilty not the other way around. But it happened so fast she didn't even realized when she was in his arms. Teary eyes, heavy heart and his drenched shirt. Her trembling hands became treacherous and held his soothing back. Within a minute she was bawling her eyes out while clinging onto Rajveer for support. Her eyes shut themselves while she felt her own shoulder wet. The fact that he was in pain as she had known for some time broke her bit more. A plain thing roamed in her mind that Her Rajveer sir was in pain. She kept on hugging him until he freed himself.

His eyes suddenly unfamiliar and stormy.

'Kyu aayi ho Tum yaha? Cadet Singh.'

Her heart suddenly sank hearing her Rajveer sir addressing her as Cadet Singh. This was painful.

She saw him turning his back to her..

'Lights have been out. Aur tum is waqt mere kamte me ho......

Main nahi chahta ki jo Mentorship Program ke samay huya wo phir se ho. I dont want some more obstacles to block my path. So please Get out of my room.'

Her Rajveer sir was throwing her out of his room but her feet didn't move. God knows why but she that moment decided to not move from this room. She went back to door and locked ut and came back. She stood where she was earlier. Bit close to Rajveer sir and feeling his nonchalance. His careless anger oozing out. Her fears grew. Nothing particular in her mind but still her heart beating fast.

'Why are you so damn stubborn? Tumhe apne alawa koi dikhai kyu nahi deta. Tumhe kya lagta he tum jo bhi karogi samne wala use aankh band kar ke accept kar lega! How deeply self absorbed you are!

I had confessed my crime. Yes. I killed naveen. Aur tumne bhi mujhe khooni man liya...

Then why the hell are you here? Crying and apologizing..kyu? Kya prove karna chahti ho? Tum bahut mahan ho! Tumhara dil bahut bada he...aur tum apne bhai ke qatil ko maaf kar sakti ho! I dont need your pity, cadet Singh. Leave my room right now.'

His back to her red face. She could feel helpless. Her trembling hands trying to touch his shoulder but afraid if he gets the wrong idea of this gesture...

'Why the hell are you still here? Kya chahti ho...mere career par ek aur dhhabba lage? Kyu mujhe ek pal ka sukoon nahi de sakti tum? Why dont you leave me on my own? Keep your charity to yourself. Mujhe koi jarurat nahi he tumhare kandhe ki. In fact mujhe tumhari maafi bhi nahi chahiye. I am guilty...so I am ready for my punishment. But ye jhoothe aansu mat girao. I dont need your sympathy. Just leave my damn room..'

But she could not. Something so bold in her just charmed her brain and she was rooted.

'You dont want to leave? Ok. Stay here.

Kal subah jo bhi hoga I am not responsible for it. Main akela hi mujrim nahi gina jaaunga. Its you who came here...not I. Mere character par unguli uthengi but Dont forget about yourself too.

You want drama but dont forget You'll not be mere spectator but a part if it. Just be ready to tarnish your own image too.'

And with a scowl he went inside leaving her where she was.

That night Naina felt so vulnerable as she never felt before. Her heart her brain, her body, her every damn organ was somewhere impacted by Rajveer sir. She didn't even get a wink of sleep. And when in morning Rajveer sir returned to his drawing room...she was there on the couch snuggling herself like a tiny rabbit.

His steps made her stand up. And then her eyes met his. That moment something happened....

She never believed in theories but that instant her world stopped. She felt it damn right way.

Her eyes trying to tell him that...She never meant to hurt him. And she had realized it some days before that her Rajveer sir was not guilty. In fact he was not even close to that term. He was epitome of all goodness she could ever count. She had started looking up to him as a role model. He was Her Rajveer Sir...Her Best ever teacher....

And....

There was one more thing. He was the best ever person she had met.

A small flutter happened. And her eyes spoke that forbidden truth....

She wanted to hold his hand and sit with him. She wanted to know him and understand his pain even if it'd take centuries. She wanted to Know Captain Rajveer Singh Shekhawat as a person...

When she casted her eyes down the very next moment Rajveer sir was next to her. She scooted bit close and tried to read his reaction. She heard him taking a deep breath. And then his body relaxed. Mirroring his action all the knots in her throat and heart loosened up. It was still not the time for breakfast. Some time around dawn. It might be around five. It was still three hours to breakfast. And she wanted to sit with him as long as she could.

Naina closed her eyes. Today she felt so light, so free, so alive. Nothing as she had imagined happened. No drama of forgiving happened and suddenly the topic of Naveen was closed. Her head dropped to his chest and she held him without any hesitancy. Soon she was wide asleep in his arms. And that was the most forbidden thing she had ever done.

This was perhaps the Grey in her black and white life. Between Naveen and U.S.A. there was this man. And she dreamt of him...in day while sleeping on his chest without knowing he also fell asleep on the same couch hugging her.