"Hania, you do know that Raza never bunks classes willingly"

"Acha choro, look at that guy"
Gulaab followed her gaze, her blue eyes landed on a familiar person.
Guzman.
He was laughing , throwing his head back, pearl white teeth on display.
Gulaab was mesmerized again.

"You know him? He's Guzman, the student council president of our department"
Ohhh, so he was the new council president that every girl was swooning about.

"Not really"
As Gulaab said that Guzman had catched her stare.
Gulaab watched as he got up from his seat and he was now tramping towards their table.

"Miss Gulaab! Kese Hain aap"
She felt her cheeks warming up.

"Main thek hon"
Gulaab could feel his deep gaze on her, Guzman was eyeing the now blushing girl with interest.
A warm smile caressing his lips.

"Gulaab! If you need any help, do ask me, enjoy your meal, phir milty hain"
He left just like that, leaving Gulaab in a daze.

"Aye Gulaab ki bachi , you said you didn't knew him, Liar"
Hania pinched her arm angrily.

"I just know his name"
She was rubbing her arm, trying to soothe the pain.

"Does it hurt Gul? I'm sorry"
Hania was now staring at Gulaab in guilt.
Gulaab laughed and pinched her chubby cheeks.

"No it doesn't peach"
Gulaab calls Hania peach because of her soft skin and chubby cheeks.
Hania was a cutie, with chestnut brown hairs that were always pulled back in a high ponytail , her one eye has a monolid while the other was double-lidded, students in their class always make fun of her because of her features which were similar to chinese people, which was very racist and insensitive, Gulaab and raza always defended her.

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"Gulaab bub, I don't think I can pick you up today because of a client lunch, Murtaza will pick you up"
Azar kissed the side of her head and left in hurry.
Murtaza and Gulaab glared at each other.
Gulaab didn't liked Murtaza at all, why was he this handsome? It was unfair that he walked around the house looking like a model straight out of a fashion magazine.
He always teased her and pulled her hairs.

"Rose, guess we're stuck together. Isn't that destiny?"
Gulaab visibly cringed at the way he called her name. Freaking rose.

"Murtaza bhai, don't call me that"
Murtaza laughed at her scrunched nose.

"You look like a kitten sis, don't try to act intimidating"
Gulaab huffed and angrily hit his shoulder. 

"I'll not go with you Murtaza bhai, not on your bike , never"
He owned a red heavy bike that scared Gulaab because Murtaza was always driving it with high speed.

"Rose you're getting a ride from me, so, many girls will kill to be in your place"
Murtaza wrapped his arm around her shoulders and dragged her towards the entrance door.

"Bhai, agar apny speed teez ki main bary baba ko btaongi"
Gulaab threatened and climbed up on his bike. 

"Haha main dar gaya"
Murtaza mocked and started the bike.
He intentionally increased the speed and laughed when Gulaab screeched and clenched his shirt in her hands.
He loved scaring her.

They were soon in front of her university gate.
Gulaab shakily got down from the bike.

"This why I don't like you Murtaza bhai"
Gulaab punched his shoulder.

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