"H-huh?" Iyansh tries to move away but couldn't even flinch as Naksh kept his arms wrapped around, he was stupefied.He looks up atNaksh who looked at him with intense gaze as his own eyes narrowed in return, a sharp gaze which would make one's heart flutter and once locked with others', it'll just drown one down in deep craze for it's affection.He had still kept his arms wrapped around Iyansh thus denying him to release free of his grasp.
* Thank the situation which allows me to keep you close to myself, wish it could have been more beneficial to let me have just more than your hands in my grip or something better than a mere hug, can i... desire... for more? Maybe I could've tried something more of advantage... can I- *
"Stop hugging and let go already, stop trying my patience" Iyansh murmurs in annoyance and anger.
Naksh kept an duchenne smile playing as he didn't heard him.
"What the heck... Ugh.. Let go already!"
"Enough now you both, stop fooling and pack up." Zihan stands up and comes near them nagging at them.
"Woah~ it's time already to head home huh? Fine, I was just gonna let him go as well, play time's over. " Naksh says while nodding along with Zihan at same time he grins at Iyansh & let's go off of him.
*Phew* Iyansh sighs and relaxes, he moves his arms which have gained slight stiffness due to kept in same position.
"Whew~ you gripped my hand too tight, it left mark on it." He brings forward his hand showing red hand marks of grip.
"Wow~ you're so pale that just holding your hand for a bit leaves a timely mark. Show your other hand for a second." Iyansh stretches forward his other hand to Naksh but before he could catch his hand Zihan wraps his hand around Iyansh's shoulders from behind, turns around and starts walking out of the classroom with him.
"It's gonna closing time soon, let's hurry up & whoever leaves last should check switches off" everyone starts leaving as they heard Zihan.
*Tch* Naksh clicks his tongue in ire, while clenching his fist which still streched empty in air.
"Damn we didn't even practiced for good today." He speaks whilst releasing a sigh out of dismay.
"Haha, let's continue it tomorrow Iyansh, don't its not a big deal for me atleast." Shineh speaks with a humour.
"Says the worst speaker who can't even remember one bit of the script." Iyansh says coldly shattering his laughter.
*First hit*
"Then again... You may come tomorrow..." He says with a smile. Shineh looks with a hopeful sparkle in his eyes. "To broom and sweep the school, it's sunday atleast remember this much it's not even script." He jeers at Shineh.
*Double hit, Completely shattered*
"I-I'm sorry, f-from Monday, surely, without a mistak--" he speaks with repentance.
"YOU! BETTER! NOT!" *sounds intimidating*
As both Iyansh and Zihan had moved out of classroom leaving Shineh drooping behind, Iyansh's memory suddenly kicks in and calls for Shineh.
"Shineh"
"Yeah?"
"Come here for a second"
"Ah, alright?"
"Here" he hands over the log book to him "turn it in over to coordinator's office, okay". He says with brightening smile. "Please be helpful someway if not in practice." *An evil angel* Shineh thinks.
As they climb down through stairway, Iyansh's attention is caught by a figure through the window on stairway.
The story follows with our MC falling in love with someone, how he chases after them, faces rejection, turn of events, suffering, pain, assualt and all sorts but reaching a happy ending. A love following twists of events, twisted ways to claim it, twisted paths that overlaps and twistful experiences he covers.
WARNING : THE SERIES MAY CONTAIN EVENTS AND SCENARIOS THAT MIGHT BE UNCOMFORTABLE FOR SOME AUDIENCE, PRIOR WARNING.
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