"Why does Sameeksha hate me?" Abhishek asked Shubman. "Ek kaam kar, usse kal subhah baat kario. Usse dosti kario, aur usko apni good side dikhaio" Shubman suggested.

"Good side?" Abhishek asked confused, "ohh of course, teri koi good side hi nhi hai" Shubman said face palmed, "oye!" Abhishek said. Shubman chuckled.

The next morning, students were waiting outside the lecture room. There were still some minutes left to the start of the first lecture. Abhishek looked at Shubman, he was busy talking to his friends. He unlocked his phone and opened Instagram. 

Chickenlove : Sorry, tum sahi keh rahe ho. Mujhe hi dhyaan rakhna chahiye tha

User004 : It's alright. Tum theek ho?

Chickenlove : Yeah

User004 : Vese, hame baat karte hue itna time ho gaya hai. Ab to apna naam batao

Chickenlove : Tumne bhi kaha bataya hai

User004 : Pehle tum batao

Chickenlove : Sameeksha Nair

"Sameeksha!" Abhishek heard Shubman saying, he immediately looked up. "Chale?" Shubman asked.

Abhishek looked at the girl Shubman was talking to. She had her phone in her hand, but he didn't get the chance to see her face properly as she turned to enter the class.

Abhishek saw an ID card on the floor at the entrance. He picked it up. Sameeksha Nair , the card said. He looked at the photo on it.

"Shit" Abhishek ran his fingers through his hair and then covered his eyes with the same hand.

Sameeksha was the girl he met on day one. He didn't give her much attention on that day, his behaviour toward her was not ideal.

"S...Sameeksha!" He called her, she stopped and turned. "Hey" He smiled, "Hi" She said with an expressionless face.

"Woh...apka...ID card gir gaya tha" He said, "thank you" She said and walked away. "Shit!!" He cursed again and went to sit next on Shubman's right, on his left was Sameeksha.

"Tere pass jo Sameeksha bethi hai na, wohi meri Sameeksha hai" Abhishek whispered, "matlab?" Shubman asked, "Sameeksha hi woh ladki hai jisse me Instragram pe baat kar raha hu" Abhishek explained.

"What?" Shubman shouted grabbing everyone's attention. Abhishek looked here and there and passed everyone an awkward smile. 

"Bhai samajh nhi aa raha khush hou ki Sameeksha asaani se mil geyi ya dukhi hou ki yeh ladki Sameeksha hai" Abhishek said resting his head on the desk.

Sameeksha looked at him, "isko kya hua?" She asked Shubman. "Erhmm, woh...usko sar dard hai" Shubman replied.

"Mere pass dawai hai, use poocho agar usko chahiye?" She asked. "Khud hi pooch lo" He said, she made a poker face.

Shubman moved back and rested his back against the chair, to ensure that Sameeksha and Abhishek could see each other and talk properly.

"A...Abhishek" She said in low voice, he didn't look up. She looked at Shubman, he signed her to raise her voice. 

She cleared her throat and was about to call him when Vidyut came in. The lecture started.

Sameeksha wanted to forget the fact that Abhishek had headache, but she just couldn't. Her focus was not on the lecture and she was constantly tapping her foot on the floor.

She decided to talk to Abhishek. She nudged Shubman, "use pooch na usko dawai chahiye" She whispered, khud pooch lo" He said copying notes from the board, "God Shubman" She gritted teeth. 

Vidyut turned to write something on the board, "Abhishek" Sameeksha whispered.

He looked at her, "tumhe dawai chahiye?" She asked, "dawai?" He asked confused. She nodded, "kis cheez ki?" He asked, "sar dard ki" She replied. "Mujhe sar dard hai?" He asked, "Abhishek and Sameeksha, get out" Vidyut said all of a sudden.

"Sorry Sir" Sameeksha said, "out" He said calmly. Abhishek and Sameeksha picked up their stuff and left the classroom. 

"Kya pooch rhi thi tum?" He asked, "Shubman ne bataya tumhe sar dard hai, iss lie mene socha shayad tumhe dawai chahiye hogi" She said.

Abhishek nodded slightly, as he understood Shubman's plan. He looked away and smiled a little.

"Actually I'm better now, but thanks" Abhishek said, Sameeksha nodded. "Sorry uss din tumse theek se mil nhi paaya, boht log aas paas the" He said.

She smiled a little, "it's okay, itne famous celebrity ho. Chote mote fans dukhi bhi ho jaae to fark nhi padhna chahiye" She said.

He scratched the back of his head, "canteen me chale?" He asked, "mujhe library me kucch kaam hai, so I'll see you later" She said and left. He stood there, seeing her leaving.

"Did a girl just ignore me?" He asked himself.

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