Adil entered the class and distributed everyone's papers giving them the feedback on how to improve and how apt the answers should be. He asked some of his students to meet him in the room allocated for him by the college premises for his professional use.

"Why did he ask me to visit him?" Asma whispered slowly in Nisha's ear who was busy reading the feedback given to her in the last page with a green pen. She shivered reminiscing Mohsin's touch.

"Don't whisper in my ear" Nisha shouted angrily rubbing her palms on her face and shoulder to get rid of his effect which he left. Asma looked at her bewildered making her sigh. Closing her eyes, she took few deep breaths, picking her one mushy cartoon image drooling at Mohsin at the corner of her brain and dumping it away in garbage making her another evil cartoon image to smile devilishly.

"Stop laughing like a hyena" Asma said looking at her weird creepy face which made Adil laugh as he was standing just beside their bench talking with a girl on some topic. He cleared his throat trying to remain neutral.

Nisha and Asma lowered their heads in embarrassment. Nisha again lifted her eyes to see Adil who was now standing at the entrance of the door talking to a faculty. She looked at Asma to see her drooling at him as always. Nudging her shoulder with hers, she asked her to concentrate on solving the problem which was given to them.

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"Sir, You asked for me?" Knocking the door Asma asked walked inside without hearing his reply. He sighed looking at her nervous form. Clearing his throat, he kept the test paper and
assignment paper in front of her leaving her confused.

"Yes. Actually, I was wondering how come your and Nisha's handwriting matched?" He asked looking at her, She visibly gulped looking at his serious gaze with a hint of warning in it. Rubbing her fingers lightly, shivering she meekly nods her head as yes.

"I would like to hear it in verbal language" He replied curtly packing his laptop bag carefully. Resting the bag aside, he looked at her forehead where tiny sweat drops were formed instead of standing in a full AC room. He observed her chewing lower lip with her teeth and her one hand
playing with the strap of her bag.

"Sir it was my fault. I should be the one to do the punishment" She answered him closing her eyes tightly fearing he will kill her in the next minute. A low chuckle escaped from his lips looking at her face but he masked it quickly trying to be stern.

Peeking one eye at him, she looked that he was seated calm and composed, she took a relaxed breath waiting for his outburst. Getting up from the chair, he walked towards Asma lazily looking at her eyes like a predator walk towards its prey.

"What's the need of sketching me?" He asked looking at her standing merely two steps away from her, his breath fanning on her hair. The proximity making her tremble. Gathering courage, she took one step towards him leaving him amused at her confidence, she looked into his eyes.

"I Like You, Sir" She replied looking at his eyes leaving him flabbergasted. She was lost in admiring his eyes, his cheeks, his lips and his silky hair where few tendrils kept falling on his
forehead. She wanted to run her fingers in his hair and play with it.

"Don't forget to whom you are talking. I don't tolerate this inappropriate behaviour" He shouted feeling how inappropriate her answer was even though it stirred some feelings in him. He was surprised that how can she talk truth without any fear.

"I apologise for voicing my feelings upfront, but I like you so much and your eyes speak volumes Sir" She told again smilingly looking at him feeling like she achieved an award. She didn't know where she got the confidence but her heart was feeling light after conveying her feelings to him.

"Don't cross your limits and If this behaviour continues I would have to discuss it with your parents" He declared holding her wrist tightly in his hand leaving a bruise. She winced lightly feeling the pain, he released her hand cursing himself for the mistake he did unknowingly in rage.

"Look, am sorry. It's just your infatuation. Your liking towards me will fade away soon. I want you
to concentrate on studies" He said to her looking in her eyes in a soothing tone which he never used with anyone in his whole lifetime. Heck, he didn't know he was capable of being so mushy type.

"Now go to your class and behave" He warned turning away from her taking the laptop bag from the table, holding in his hand he gestured her to walk.

"You are looking handsome Sir" She yelled loudly enough for him to hear before running away from the room towards Nisha with a smile dancing on her lips. She enjoyed the way how he held her wrist and how he talked with her so softly.

"That didn't end well" He sighed feeling trapped for the first time in his life that too by a girl who is getting on his nerves. He prayed that his period of remaining 1 month should go fast without any further problems.