As the sunlight dawned upon the vast premises of the school Saint Paul, Bhopal, fifth July embarked the first day of the new session.
Students were in the every corner of the prestigious school doing their own things.
The words were chirping here and there the soft breeze flowing along with the pleasant after rain scent, the leaves of the trees ruffling with the air as the monsoon had knocked the city.
He was walking down the hallways his pointed formal shoes making his steps even more graceful as he moved his white shirt tucked in tailored black pants making his Greek God kinda built look more attractive his clean shaven look giving view to his angular sharp jawline his dark hair combed back and his ocean blue eyes deep as sea yet cold as ice looking straight as he moved with confidence like a graceful cat. He was the new Chemistry professor of the school Evaan Hamza.
She was running down the hallways dressed in her uniform the attendance registers of all the classes stacked on her delicate arms her long hair tied up in a ponytail bouncing with her steps her dark brown eyes soft like honey yet fierce like fire looking ahead as she smiled at everyone quickly who waved at her with a simple nod of her head her porcelain skin shining in the din sunlight peeking from the clouds. She was the head girl and epitome of perfection of the school. Hurain Fatima.
As she bumped into him and stumbled a little she turned around her hair did a twirl around her as she spun.
He turned around too looking down at her wearing the same cold expressions.
"Dekh k to chaliye. Suba suba ajate hen chai piye bina or fir Bina dekhe chalte rehte hen.."
{Watch where you are going. These people come here without tea and walk like they are asleep}
Her voice was soft as she spoke but her words clearly said she is irritated.
She didn't even look up at him while he just stared down at her.
He, one of the most confident person just looked down at the little ball of fire as she just lashed out at him without any reason and didn't even spare him a glance.
He hated chai. He hated everything about it. But after she went away he just shook his head before walking away.
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She was standing at the school gate wearing checking students uniforms. Her dark eyes scanning each student with piercing glares her brownish hair tied back in a loose ponytail cascading till her waist. She stood gracefully her expressions firm as she did her job of discipline incharge. She was another bright student here. Zoya Hamza.
But her gaze softened as she spotted him walking towards school.
He was wearing a dark blue shirt his shirt neatly tucked in his black formal pants. His looks being more defined with the well chosen polished and professional black shoes. His perfectly balanced muscular torso flexing beneath his shirt as he moved with confidence his beard and hair neatly groomed making his green eyes even more defined. He was the math professor of the school hashim raza
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As the bell run indicating chemistry period in class 12th Hurain along with her friends zoya Sidra and Ayesha sat in the front rows with zoya and Hurain seated in front and Sidra and Ayesha behind them.
The class stood up as the teacher entered and started singing in chorus
"Gggoooodddd mmmooorrrnnniinnnggg ssssiiirrrr"
Evaan entered the classroom his steps deliberate and confident his expressions serious his aura radiating strong vibes as he stood at the podium his forearms leaning on it. The movement making his arms flex under his shirt. He cleared his throat before speaking his voice cold and firm.
"Good morning class. Sit down. Now I am your new Chemistry professor. Evaan Hamza."
"He is my brother" whispered zoya to her best friend Hurain who was sitting there with dumbfounded look as she remembered what she said to him in the morning.
Evaan continued speaking.
"I am not taking much time in introduction I just want to make it clear that I am here with the intention of teaching and I expect you all to come here only if you are willing to learn. If you guys have doubts I am here but talking when I am teaching would not be tolerated"
His words and his sharp and cold glare was enough to silence the class and his looks were doing its thing on the girls there as he continued.
"Now who is the head boy or head girl or anyone who is held responsible in this class please stand up so I know your face."
He commanded and Hurain ducked down in the desk in anxiety as she imagined what's gonna happen now.
The whole class said in unison .
"Hurain Fatima"
He bit back a chuckle as he saw her hiding in the bench.
His sister zoya looked at him with mock disappointment in her eyes as he refused to recognise her since he entered.
"Miss Fatima stand up I can see you"
He commanded his cold voice hinted with amusement
She stood up her cheeks a little flushed in embarassment as she held her hands behind her back and stood in a confident posture and looked at him.
His cold blue eyes and her fierce brown eyes staring at each other for a moment before he spoke.
"Introduce yourself"
He commanded firmly.
"Good morning sir I am Hurain Fatima the head girl of this class student council president and the official representative of class twelfth"
She introduced herself with calm and soft voice her expressions composed as she looked at him in the eye confidently.
He nodded before gesturing her to sit down and then he continued with the lesson.
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After the class ended he commanded her to follow him with a motion of his hand.
She groaned inwardly before signalling her friends that she will be coming before following him out of the class.
He was walking in his usual long steps his height making them even more longer and she was running behind him with her short legs with a pout on her face as she tried to keep pace with him.
"Miss Fatima now that you are the representative you would already know how the school rules say that you have to take things out of teacher's locker and keep things on the teachers desk before they arrive."
He asked in a emotionless voice as he walked ahead of her making his way towards the teachers locker.
" Yes sir "
She replied softly.
"Then this is my locker from tomorrow I expect you to take the instructions and rules seriously and put these things on the desk before I arrive got it?"
He asked in his cold deep voice as he pointed at the top locker in front of him which he could reach without breaking a sweat but she couldn't as she was too small for that.
He looked down at her and raised his eyebrows his expressions carring a hint of doubt as he spoke.
"Do you think you will be able to reach?"
He asked to which she just nodded because she was still embarassed from the morning incident.
He noticed her nervousness but didn't point it out. Yet.
As the bell rung for next period he motioned her to get going before going his own way.
She sighed in relief after he left.
"Uff muje b suba inse hi ulajhna tha.. fizul apni image kharab ki.."
She mumbled softly to herself with a little frustration and shook her head before going on her way back to class.
When lunch break finally happened the four friends Hurain Zoya Sidra and Ayesha made their ways towards canteen and Ayesha couldn't hold back anymore and asked in an excited manner expecting some juicy gossip a wide smile on her face.
"Hurain evaan sir ko dekh k tum chup kyun gain thin???"
{Hurain why did you hide after seeing evaan sir?}
Her voice was loud enough to attract the whole hallway that's how excited she was and Hurain rolled her eyes at her.
"Haan Bhai b apni hasi rok rahe the hua kya h?"
{Yeah Bhai was trying to hold back his laugh as well. What happened?}
Asked zoya chiming in with her own excitement along with Sidra.
"Guys it's nothing like what you all are thinking. Me suba suba unse takra gai thi and Jo mere mu me aya mene unse keh dia.. bas isiliye thori si ghabra gai thi or koi baat nhi h."
{I bumped into him I the morning and said whatever came to my mind. That's why I was a little nervous nothing more.}
She explained her voice low and soft with hint of embarassment her brows softly pinched together with a pout on her face.
"Or tune hashim sir ko dekha kya itne din k bad"
{And did you saw hashim sir after so many days?}
Asked Sidra to zoya with a teasing smile on her face her eyes shining playfully and Hurain and Ayesha joined in immediately in the interrogation with teasing smirks.
As they all sat on their usual table at cafeteria zoya's face had started turning a soft shade of pink as she avoided their question.
"Batana"
{Tell us..}
Hurain chimed in teasingly.
"Haan haan dekha. Or bas dekha. Or kuch"
{Yes yes I saw him. That's it. Anything else?}
Replied zoya her futile attempts to hide her smile going to vain and her soft voice faltering as she got a little flustered on his name.
"kab Tak bas dekhti rahegi. Kuch to kar"
{For how long you are gonna stare only. Do something}
Insisted Ayesha her voice teasing but a hint of annoyance as zoya has been crushing on him since one year and never said anything.
The other girls nodded in agreement and zoya just shook her head with her eyes wide.
"Pagal ho wo Evaan Bhai k best friend hen ab to kuch nhi ho payega"
{Are you mad he is Evaan bhai's best friend nothing can happen anymore.}
The three girls look at her with bewildered expressions their eyes wide before they said in unison
"KYA"
{WHAT}
Zoya panicked and motioned them to their voice down.
"Doesn't matter. Who said you can't call for your brother's best friend??"
Said Hurain her voice soft and carefree as she shrugged nonchalantly brushing off the excuse.
The girls kept talking about different subjects just like that.
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"I mean how can she just say something like that and walk away??"
Said Evaan his expressions exasperated and frustrated as he told everything about what happened to hashim his best friend.
"Are wo esehi bol Diya hoga usne tu chal na lunch karenge"
Said hashim while chuckling at him and brushing off his complaints as they went to have their lunches.
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During lunch Evaan finally acknowledge his sister zoya letting his professional demeanor soften for a moment.
He went to the tables they were sitting at canteen along with hashim and stood between the space of the chairs on which zoya was seated and Hurain was on his other side.
Meanwhile hashim stood on the other side of zoya's seat.
He put his palms on the table before he leaned down on it slightly.
"Pese chahiye kya? Kuch lena h or?"
He whispered to zoya who was busy drooling over hashim.
He looked at her with confused expressions and Hurain Ayesha and Sidra exchanged panic glances.
In an attempt to take her out of her trans Ayesha cleared her throat loudly.
To which hashim offered her water silently as he was busy having his lunch oblivious to the tension.
Hurain tried to make sound with the water bottle but she ended up knocking it off over Evaan drenching his shirt.
"I am sorry I am sorry I am sorry apko lagi to ni sorry sorry I mean are you fine.."
She spoke in panic and stood up offering him tissues.
Zoya finally snapped out from her trans and looked at the scene unfolding when Ayesha and Sidra were struggling to hold back her laughter.
"Dekh kya rahe hen lijiye??"
{What are you looking at take it?}
She insisted forwarding the issues more her eyes softened and her face panicked.
Meanwhile Evaan was looking down at her exasperatedly questioning his existence because of this girl.
He wanted to yell to scold to do something but he was frustrated how can she first bump into him then taunt him about not having tea and then drenching his shirt all in one day when no other student even tried to be smart with him all day.
That's when hashim decided to intervene.
"Lao muje dedo koi baat nhi"
{Here give it to me it's fine}
He said in a light tone with a smile on his face as he took the tissues from Hurain and shoved them into Evaan's hand before they walked off from there leaving the girls behind.
As they walked away the girls looked at each other before they all burst out laughing.
"Tumhare bhai ko ek khun maaf hua na to wo Mera karenge"
{If your brother was allowed to do one murder he would have done mine}
Hurain said jokingly to zoya barely being able to talk between her laughter.
"Aj to hum mar jate Bhai k samne hi unhe ghure jarahe the"
{I would have been dead today I was staring at him in front of Bhai}
Added zoya making everyone laugh even more.
"Or hashim sir in sab se
pare apne samose par concentrate kar rahe the"
{And hashim sir oblivious to all this was concentrating on his samose}
Chimed in ayesha sending everyone in another fit of laughter.
And just like that they kept talking and laughing in their own world.
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