The boys kept talking and didn't notice a bike speeding towards them. Hasan walked by the roadside while Ansh was beside him, next to the perfectly mowed garden. Only when the zooming grew clearer, Hasan twisted his body. Just as he turned his head the bike rocketed right past him, making him lose his balance and fall on the ground. Ansh yelped and stretched his arms but couldn't grab his friend on time.

'What the hell! Are you blind, buddy?" Hasan reprimanded, brandishing his arm in the air. Ansh held his shoulder and enquired with concern about his well-being.

"I am fine." He replied, tossing his head, pushing back his hair that fell across his forehead, - "Blind biker." He scrunched his nose and looked on in disgust. Ansh patted his shoulder as he cleared the dust off his Kurtha.

As the boys approached the main building. From there, they will be dividing them into different branches. Hasan and Ansh noticed the same biker had just parked his Ducati bike in front of the main gate. The person climbed down. Hasan's jaw dropped realizing that he was a she. Dressed in a denim jacket, ripped jeans, and brown leather boots. The person caught everyone's attention as she removed her helmet and tossed her brown-streaked wavy hair. It cascaded till her mid-back. She ruffled her hair, then preceded to remove her jacket. That earned her a collective gasp and hoots. But that didn't seem to bother her.

Hasan was surprised that she was wearing a white Cami top underneath. He wondered if it was allowed here. Then, she removed her sunglasses and shot a glance at him. He couldn't make out if she realized that he was the one she almost, narrowly, crashed into. As she turned around, some of the crowd students began murmuring amongst themselves while eyeing her. She gathered her hair and rested it on her shoulder revealing a decent-sized angel wings tattoo on her shoulder. It also had a letter in the middle that Hasan couldn't make out. Tattoo on an eighteen-year-old, again was it allowed here?

He kept pondering over that and watched her arrogantly walk into the building.

"Wow! She is a bomb. I wish she had hit me with her bike." Ansh exclaimed dreamily. Hasan looked sharply at him.

"Are you nuts?"- He looked at him with an apprehensive look, - "She looks like a rowdy girl." Hasan expressed his loathing. He looked back at the entrance.