Discreet Discomfit
"I would kill them all", said B.H Arish. And I, am B.H Arish.
BH was in college during those days, he always kept to himself. Atleast he tried to. He was accommodated in hostel after all.
It was a new hostel and a new college constructed around five years ago. They were the fifth batch, the hostel was newer than the college, atleast the top two floors, and Arish was accommodated in top second floor.
It was a normal day for Arish, being ignored by everyone. But, it's what happened at night that changed what could have happened. BH, tried to tried to interact, it was a half success, he felt so vulnerable at what his "friends" had said. BH projectiled his sleepers on his friends, Veenashastri. Veenashastri didn't take it so seriously. But BH sure did. He decided to skip the studies and go to bed. But if it were to happen, there would be no story to tell. Apparently Veenashastri was sitting on someone else's bed, and he didn't mind removing the sleepers. A few minutes later, BH heard a voice, a voice for him, but with a call there were some words, sinful words.
BH who wasn't yet cooled down woke up from his bed, for the yelp of bed owner for why BH had thrown sleepers on his bed, restless BH took another pair of sandals from his shoe rack
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