---Sapna's POV---
I was drained from basketball practice. I wish I didn't have to come to school today.
I was literally falling asleep in class.
"Sapna!"I heard my teacher yell.
F*ck my life!
"What's number six?"He asks.
He folds his arms and raises his eyebrows.
"Just as I thought,"he says.
"Why the hell don't you just shut up? The only reason you know the answers is because you have the key."
You turn to see Atif sitting with his arms crossed.
"You and your bad attitude can leave the class,"your teacher grumbles pointing towards the door.
"Gladly,"he says getting his things and walking next to you.
You get up and grab your things.
"Why'd you do that?"You ask shyly.
"Because I got tired of him picking on you,"he says.
"I'm Atif, by the way. Oh and I thought it was cute when the teacher scared you awake."
"Sapna, and thanks,"I said, playfully rolling my eyes.
I put my hand for a handshake but he takes it with a smirk. He laces his fingers with yours.
"I know. I'm sure everyone knows the prettiest girl in school,"he smiles.