Stepping into the dark room, the silhouette steps reached near the desk dropping the bag down beside it.

All of a sudden the lights turns on. Iyansh turns his head around instantly to find his mother standing by the door. 

"Your clothes are on first shelf second rack don't shuffle away and ruin the folded ones." She says as she points at rack.

"Oh, okay." Iyansh replies. 

*Haa* After changing into the homewears, he gives slight yawn and plops down on the bed.

He turns his head sideward while lying down in proneness. His gaze was fixed at same place. Soon a spark glittered in them, signalling the feel of tear, what occurence could've erupted such emotion to him?…

The lights were off, the dark room witnessed the clear silence, even the windows were closed which rose more chilliness to the moment.

The while lasted few minutes then a different vibe followed it. 

While he was still lain with his head in same direction. His lips curved slightly up and he brought his hand curled in a fist near them gently touched with the side of his charm finger. His face gleamed with tizz and he squinted his eyes.

"Prit, you hungry?" *Flinch* He was stupefied, tearing down the moment, his mother asked from her room afar.

"Ye-" His phone rang as he was rising up while answering her.

"Not now" he said as he glanced at the caller's name.

"Ok"

He mutes the sound of the phone. For a while he kept looking at the mobile screen held in his hand as it continuously kept ringing. He rushed to the second floor, he traipsed to the balcony window, while standing behind the curtain of the closed window he looked through out at the neighbouring streets. He found a figure signalling to his direction as if they were aware he was there.

He picks up the constantly ringing call.

With a voice lacking happiness, scornful and coldly he spoke 

"Why are you here?"

"Come out for a moment, be real quick." The caller said in a grim.

Fierce and intense footsteps channelled through the clacking door leaving the house gate swinging, to the direction of the person who signalled at Iyansh.

                 The guy with a fat smile on his face moved a few steps forward as he saw Iyansh rushing towards him. Iyansh aggressively grabbed his hand and dragged him behind the wall at the path curve, distancing them from his house. He turns and faces the guy who held a grin and then chuckled while keeping his hands buried in his pockets.

* "What you wanna talk about?"

° "Woah - Woah. Don't look so fucked after dragging me here like that."

The two stared at each other, while Iyansh clicked his tongue, the other chuckled.

° "You know, it kind of hurt, for you to leave me like that. 

        Why are you reluctant after someone who doesn't even notice your feelings?"

He steps closer to Iyansh. Iyansh steps back against his advances till his back completely touched the wall with no space to move further away, he finds himself locked between wall and him. Iyansh diverts his gaze down with a fwip and grits his teeth. The guy brings his hand to Iyansh's face and gently caresses down his neck with tickling touch of fingers. He brings his face down closer to Iyansh at a distance less than a hand he paused and covered both of them from above with his shirt above them, using one hand to hold the shirt and other next to Iyansh's face supporting himself against the wall. Then he closed in further, Iyansh flinched as he felt his breath on his face at the spot between his cheek and ear, the guy looked at Iyansh's tightly squeezed eyes, Iyansh slightly opens his eye just to glimpse at the closely staring gaze fixed at him causing him to tremble in awe. Then in a calm and warm voice he slowly whispered in Iyansh's ear.

"Try me more".

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∆ - narration by any of the main character

°,* - to mark different chars while dialogue exchange

[ ° Guess who? ; * Iyansh ]