EP-2
The day after detention.
The class is buzzing when Professor Rathore walks in, looking more emotionally constipated than usual.
Kavya’s chilling in the back row with Sanvi, balancing a pencil behind her ear like a hairpin.
Kavya Sharma/FL
“Watch him target me again,” *she whispers.*
“His trauma must have my name on it.”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
“Miss Sharma. Since you’re so passionate about the academic structure and... ‘God complexes,’”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
“You’ll be giving an oral presentation on today’s topic. Right now. In front of the class.”
Kavya Sharma/FL
*blinking dramatically* “Sorry, sir, I only present when there’s a stage, spotlight, and Beyoncé playing in the background.”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
“Now, Miss Sharma.”
She stands like a drama queen being executed.
Kavya walks to the front, flipping her hair.
Kavya Sharma/FL
“Today's presentation is on the Political Mindset of Youth Voters,” *she begins, then squints at Aaryan.*
“But first… a moment of silence for professors who assign surprise presentations to deal with their unresolved rage.”
A few students snort. Aaryan’s eye twitches.
Aaryan Rathore/ML
“Focus, Miss Sharma.”
Kavya Sharma/FL
“I am focused. On injustice. And psychological warfare.”
She begins flipping invisible slides.
Kavya Sharma/FL
“Slide one: Youth voters are chaotic, underpaid, and fueled by memes.”
Kavya Sharma/FL
“Slide two: We don't trust politicians, landlords, or professors who dress like Batman without the cape.”
Sanvi actually chokes on her water.
Kavya Sharma/FL
“Slide three: Youth demand representation, reform, and snack breaks during 8 a.m. lectures.”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
“Miss Sharma, you’re testing my patience.”
Kavya Sharma/FL
“And you’re failing the test, sir. I expected better.”
Kavya Sharma/FL
“In conclusion, youth voters are powerful, unpredictable, and allergic to authority.
Especially when authority wears the same damn black shirt for three weeks straight.”
The class erupts.
Sanvi is wheezing. One guy’s face is red from holding back his laugh.
Aaryan sets his pen down with the calm of a man plotting a public execution.
Aaryan Rathore/ML
“You get a B+.”
Kavya Sharma/FL
“WHAT?! B PLUS?! That was iconic!”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
“There was no structure. No citations. No academic tone.”
Kavya Sharma/FL
“Sir, that was performance art!”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
"This is Political Science, not Open Mic Night.”
Kavya Sharma/FL
“You’re just mad I exposed your wardrobe crimes.”
Kavya sits back down, arms crossed.
Kavya Sharma/FL
"This class is a dictatorship.”
Sanvi Agrawal/Fl's bestfriend
“Yeah. And you just challenged the dictator to a rap battle.”
Kavya Sharma/FL
“Good. I’ll win. His insults are in Times New Roman.”
Comments
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2025-07-05
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2025-07-06
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