part 3

9 years later..

A guy was chilling on the college roof, smoking and lost in his thoughts. After a while, he tossed the cigarette, grabbed his bag, and headed to class .

Eshal pov

I was praying my salah, and after finishing, I checked the time. I realized I still had time before heading to my new college. I left my previous college because everyone there was mocking and insulting me. Now, after two months, I am returning to college, but this time to a new one.

I grabbed my diary, sat by the window, and opened it. A refreshing, cool breeze brushed against my face. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and smiled slightly. Opening my diary, I pondered on what to write. After a while, I began to jot down my thoughts.

..."A face with sparkling eyes that lights up a room   ...

...    A smile as radiant as the sun....

...A face with drooping eyes, a frown deep enough to touch the ground. and tears streaming down like a waterfall...

...      A face that mixes up both worlds: cheeks flushed with joy on one side, tears streaming down on the other side...

...It's a unique blend of beauty and sorrow on one side...

...     In a garden of roses, faces adorned with acne marks like a rare gem, each mark whispered tales of battles fought and victories won....."...

I was smiling while writing all these lines. I glanced at the time, and it was 7:00 am. My eyes widened,

"Oh no!" I quickly got up from my seat, dashed to my wardrobe, grabbed my outfit, changed into it, and managed to style my hair in a rush. I hurriedly put on my abaya, hijab, and niqab, grabbed my bag, and rushed to leave the house when I heard my mom calling my name.

"Sunshine, where are you going? Come and eat breakfast, beta," Sidra said with concern.

"No ami, I'm getting late. I will eat in college. Bye," I said and rushed to leave the house while Ami was screaming at me.

I took a cab and went to my new college. I was nervous, so damn nervous. I was biting my nails and shaking one leg aggressively. The cab driver was controlling his laughter, but I ignored him and kept biting my nails.

After some time, I arrived at the college. I got out of the cab and stood near the college gate, taking a look at my new college. I noticed some students checking me out as I was the only one wearing an abaya and covering myself completely. I took a deep breath and went inside.

I asked a student for directions to the staff room. Upon entering, I saw numerous professors. One teacher approached me and inquired,

"What are you doing here? Do you need something?" Feeling a bit nervous, I stuttered,

"Um, I'm new here, so..." The teacher responded with an understanding "Okay" and inquired about my class. After I shared my class details, the teacher consulted with another professor and then returned with one of the professors

"So the class you mentioned for the next period is his; go with him, okay," he said. I nodded and walked towards that teacher. As I walked, I couldn't help but look around nervously, scratching my nail.

When we entered the class, everyone started chatting with each other.

"So, students, we have a new student in your class, so let's welcome her," the professor announced, looking at me, and waiting for my introduction.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Eshal Arshad. I'm 21 years old, and I hope we can all get along," I introduced myself. Some smiled at me, some sat blankly, and others whispered to each other. I felt a lump in my throat when the professor said..."

"Take your seat beside Aahan," he said. I glanced around the classroom and noticed the seat next to a boy who seemed disinterested, looking out the window. Silently, I moved and sat beside him. He sensed someone beside him and turned to look at me. I flinched at the sudden gaze, and we locked eyes for a moment. After a while, I broke eye contact and focused on my lecture, taking out my book."

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