2020 A/N: I'm so sorry for the late update. Things have been hectic here :(

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Dedication to @Rolling_in_the_Dice for the awesome cover!

Yep, it's the finale. I want to write an Epilogue but don't know what to really write there. You guys give me ideas :D

I know this is sudden, but after IHAS I'm taking a huge break from wattpad so yeah.

Again not proofread, so yeah, the usual.

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Ready for a final mission, Agent?

"You can totally do this," Rohan whispered, tapping my shoulders and shot me a smile.

And subconsciously, I smiled back.

"Yes, I'm going there and putting Leonardo DiCaprio to shame. You just watch me!"

Rohan laughed.

"Well that's far fetched but yeah, go put Zac Efron to shame."

"Hey!" I scowled. "Zac Efron is as good as Leonardo DiCaprio."

"Yeah whatever," Rohan said grinning as he pushed me towards the stage, "it's going to start. Go!"

Shooting a cocky wink at Rohan, I made my way into the screened stage, to portray Mulan's almost nonexistent love story with Li Shang.

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I'd like to say that the drama went exceptional. That James Cameron already signed me for the main role in his next movie. That the senior guy who was like the stage director cried happy tears seeing his students accomplish so much. But those were things that I just liked to say.

In reality, the drama was a total disaster. Like, the rehearsals were always a disaster so it wasn't a big surprise that this was also a disaster but yeah.

Li Shang bowed to Mulan and in the process, his shirt ripped. The huge fan which was used to sprinkle glitters and stuff around them when they confess their 'undying' love ended up blowing Mulan's wig. Mushu actually stepped onto the stage without his costume...

In the background, the stage director fainted out of embarrassment and Rohan had to fan his face. But the proudest thing was, we actually improved.

Our rehearsals were disasters but the main drama was just... totally, completely and mega disastrous. So speaking somewhat figuratively, it was an improvement.

The funny thing was, people actually enjoyed it. Well, that was because they thought this was a Charlie Chaplin kind of humorous version of Mulan's story acted down as a skit. I guess we can actually brush off the fact that this was a romance and certainly not a jolly skit but yeah, this was a winning situation anyway.

The crowd thundered the auditorium with their applause and I shot my family, who was, for the first time, seated among the crowd, a 'Did ya see that?' grin.

After sitting through numerous performances which were surprisingly really good, it was time we vacated the dorm.

Vacate.

Wow, who knew this day was coming so soon?

"Did you take everything?" Rohan asked for the nth time.

"I did, sire," I replied mockingly as I sat on my barren bed, relishing on my final moments in this room.

Rohan looked around the room, the bathroom and when he found that everything was packed, he came to sit beside me.

"So... this is it, huh?"

I nodded, a melancholic smile playing on my lips.

"Yes."

We remained silent as we sat in each other's company, just enjoying the very presence of one another.

Soon we won't even have that. And... I don't want to go there.

"Isn't it great that during my time here, no one, except for you and Hrithik anna came to know about my little secret. I mean, I never thought it would be this easy."

Rohan shot me a cheeky grin. "Yeah, me helping you free a zipper which, as you put so nicely, conceals your femininity is actually a very easy thing."

"Shut up!" I grumbled as a faint blush started to colour my cheeks.

Thank god for tan skins. He would never see that.

"I know your blushing," Rohan whispered suddenly, his breath on my ears and finger poking my cheek.

Screaming, I moved back.

"Don't you ever do that again," I said, pressing my chest as if that was going to help my poor heart, "you think it's super amazing to literally breath on someone's ear? Who taught you that, seriously? That's mega weird. You heard me? Mega. Weird!"

Rohan started laughing until he was clutching the sides of his stomach. Tears rolled down his cheeks and he actually looked like he was under pain because if excessive laughter.

"Hey!" I smacked the back of his head but he continued to laugh.

"Look at your face," he said between laughs. "You look so flustered."

"I... uh— "

"And if 'weird' makes you all flustered and girlish, then I'm more than ready to get weirder."

I looked at Rohan in disbelief.

"Was that a sort of pick up line you just used on me, Rohan Chakravathy?"

Rohan pulled me closer and grinned.

"Maybe, Mrs Uthra Chakravathy."

I pushed him away and started smacking him hard so that he wouldn't look how much that affected me.

God, this boy...

Who was the saint who actually thought he needed a girl to dress as a guy to make him talk? He can talk way more than all the chatterboxes put together.

"Gross, gross, gross," I repeated as I smacked, punched and even attempted to kick him.

"Yeah, I love you too, abusive girlfriend," Rohan said, laughing all the while and just like that, I died. Well figuratively.

He'll be the death of me. Wait wait. He was the death of me.

"I'm outta here," I muttered before getting up to gather the suitcases.

Rohan didn't say anything as he followed my lead, but he looked way more happier than me.

"Hey buddy," I called once we were out of what used to be our room.

"Yes, bud?"

"Do you know that this might be the last time we can actually talk like this? The next time, maybe when you come to my father to ask me for marriage, that is, if he doesn't kill you before that."

"I know," Rohan said, a gentle, typical Rohan smile on his face.

Even though I like the bold, outgoing version of Rohan, caring, shy type will always be my most favourite.

"Aren't you sad?"

Rohan opened the door again and pushed me inside. He closed the door after us and at once, hugged me tight.

I hugged back, clutching onto the warmth that had been beside me for every second for almost an year. The guy who showed me so much. I didn't know when I'll feel this warmth again. There's phone calls and Skype. But feeling the warmth radiating from a person you love was something technology could not give you.

That's when the reality of the situation sank in and that's when the tears actually started to fall.

"I'll really miss you," I whispered through the tears, "and the guys. I'll miss the room. I'll miss the courtyard. I'll miss the dorm. I'll miss the school. Heck, I'll even miss the average dining hall food."

Rohan combed my hair as I blabbered and that made me realise how lucky I was to have this guy. And that made me cry even harder.

"Shh Uthra, mate, we'll miss you too... I'll miss you so freaking much. I'll look at our class, our bench and everything and remember you. How you were with me through everything. I'd remember how you were my first roommate, I'd remember how you were my first friend, I'd remember how you were my first best friend, I'd remember how you were my first girlfriend. I'd remember how you were my first love, how it was with you I had my first hug, first cuddle session, my first everything. And I'll smile and think about how many firsts I'll have with you in the future.

"Yes, I'll miss you but no, I won't feel sad. Cause this isn't the end. This is just the start for many more things to come. We'll manage it somehow. We'll make it work, Uthra. I don't know how. I'll be in the dorm and won't be able to talk to you that much. But I'll somehow make it work. We can do this cause in the end, it's always about winning, right?"

Rohan patted my back before letting me go and took my chin in between his fingers.

"Look here."

And I did just that.

I looked into the obsidian eyes which started everything. The emotions that were so evident in those ink black eyes were the things that actually made me want to try. So I looked into the eyes that actually showed me who Rohan really was.

"You said that for you this was a mission, right?"

"Yeah..."

"So, how about we take upon another mission? This mission is going to be kinda long, slow, gruesome and filled with pain and nostalgia, 'kay? Our mission, Agent Uthra, is to hold onto the each of us till the next time. We just don't know when the 'next time' will be, but that's part of the mission."

I looked at him with wide teary eyes.

God, I really really really am going to miss Rohan Chakravathy, my number one mission.

"So... are you okay with taking up this mission, Agent?"

I wiped my tears and gave a smile as bright as I could.

"Yes, Agent Rohan."

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I made my way to where Rohit was standing, talking to a bunch of mutual friends and seniors. Hrithik anna and Karan anna were also there.

"Rohit?" I called, getting his attention.

"Uthra!" He smiled as he came towards me, "you're leaving that soon?"

"Yeah," I said rocking on my heels.

After Rohan, Rohit and Hrithik anna were the closest thing to family I had here.

"I just came to say bye."

Rohit grinned. "Don't forget to call. People like us exist too though your eyes are only too busy fussing over your roomie."

I punched him and though he winced, the goofy grin on Rohit didn't waver.

And that made me do a thing I wouldn't have done to any guy if it wasn't for the fact that I was dressed as a guy. Or the fact that I was kind of overwhelmed.

I grabbed Rohit's collars and gave him a bone crushing hug. "I'll miss you, best friend."

I pulled back almost immediately and Rohit looked as shocked as me.

"Wow, Uthra. Why so serious? This is just a small summer vacation."

"Uh, yeah..." I dragged, "Just felt like saying that. Anyways, bye."

I did the same with Hrithik anna and he hugged me back with a brotherly, gentle smile.

"You're a great kid, you know?"

I laughed giving him a wink. "Ha, at last you admitted my awesomeness."

In the background, Karan anna looked like he want to puke.

"Can I claw my eyes out already?"

I punched him.

"I mega dislike you, anna," I said with a scowl and that idiot bowed, "but as hard as it seems, I'll miss you too when you graduate."

I extended my hand for a handshake.

Karan anna looked at my hand, then my face and then, back at my hand. Then he did the most un-Karan like thing ever.

He got me in a headlock and ruffled my hair.

"Hear it well, shortie cause I'm never, ever repeating this even if Bill Gates writes me down his entire fortune. Or maybe I might but hear it well. You're so short and girly and I don't know why, but you get on my nerves. But I've gotten used to having you around and I don't know if I'll find someone to bully and make fun of in uni. So, in a way, I'll miss you too, you short punk."

He released me and wiped his hands on his shirt as if he just touched all of the world's dirt combined.

"Er, good to know."

With some final words to Ryan who actually ended up making me genuinely laugh, I officially walked out of the school which homed me for almost a year.

I came hear because of totally unrealistic situations. I went through many things and learnt many things in the process. But I wouldn't say that coming here was compulsion anymore. For me, coming here was fate. I got true love, true friends and true everything in a place filled to the brink with testosterone and huge, yet totally idiotic guys and I'm so glad I took the decision of coming here.

So next time, when you're making some really, really, really utterly mental kind of decision, like for example, dressing as your opposite gender, don't worry. In the end, it's going to end good.

Or who knows? It may even save somebody.

Cause sometimes, you don't have to be Superman or Spiderman to save a soul. You just have to dress as a guy.

I did just that and look where it took me.

                    — THE END —

Yep, that's the end. It actually is rushed and I know, I sucked big time but hey guys, in my defence, my brain is fried out since I updated thrice in less than 24 hours.

I'll edit it someday so yeah...

It was a rollercoaster writing this story and to me, this is my most favourite work even though it's written all over the place.

I'm not crying but I feel heavier than Uthra felt in this chapter.

Oh, and Batman v Superman wasn't like what I expected but still I loved it.

Wait for the epilogue, the chapter for the behind the scenes and what alternate ending I actually had planned out before I wrote this down.

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