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“Dear Me, I pray I treat you kinder, I pray I never make you feel like you are not good enough. And you deserve better. You will
get better.” [Jacqueline]
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[Jacqueline’s POV]:
Inhaling a deep breath slowly I bent my leg towards his crotch wanting to kick him but out of nowhere, someone’s punch landed
on his face which sent him flying down to the ground which brought me to a halt. my eyes widened as saucers in fear and
something else I couldn’t describe.
The familiar black eyes captivated me for a while, they were filled with fury, and I felt a chill on who is going to bear the brunt of it.
“Who the hell do you think you are? Huh? How dare you touch her?” His voice laced with anger. And I inhaled at that. Rohan out
of all people would save me twice a day. Is it a dream?
2 minutes later, Jaan who was still in shock tentatively placed one hand on the area of his cheek where he was punched. His
eyes glaring at me if looks could kill I might have been dead with his infamous glare.
“You! Rohan! Look, I don’t want to fight with you, so stay the f*** out of this matter! This is between me and her!”
Rohan laughed coldly, his eyes narrowing dangerously.
“She is my friend. Everything that involves her will automatically involve me.”
The chaotic cla**room instantly got hushed. I could even hear my heartbeat in my ears it was that silent.
Yet, His words instantly calmed me. A strange sense of warmth flooded in me. ‘He just called me his friend? Isn’t he afraid
everyone will laugh at his face or worse will mock him to befriend a girl this ugly?’
No one reacted not even me. After a while, Jaan was the first one to return to his senses.
As he mocked Rohan while looking at me in disdain as if It wasn’t Rohan who had punched him or rather it was me.
“You and her Friends? Are you kidding me, bro?”
‘Don’t look at me, Buddy! Even I don’t know what just happened!’

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I averted my eyes from his face.
He laughed like someone had cracked the biggest joke showing his yellow teeth. It was weird to watch him laughing hysterically
while clutching his stomach. He looked like a mentally disturbed patient who had got the disease to laugh.
However, Nobody else followed his actions. Not even a single person. This was weird because from the day Jaan started
hara**ing me everyone started following his steps.
I could only guess that maybe my cla**mates had started admiring Rohan more than they admired Jaan.
Another punch landed on his face and a scream echoed in my ears as my whole body shuddered in panic. It was Tina.
“Jaaaaaaaan. Nooooo.”
For the first time, I saw the pure worry in her eyes as she walked up to us. There was no purposeful swaying of her hips. No
throwing of her hair at her back. Instead, her hands were clenched, her lips pressed together. There was a water bottle in her
hand. And I understood know where was she? She must have gone to fill it.
In no time she was in front of us glaring at first me then Rohan.
“What the hell are you doing Rohan? Why did you punch him?” She yelled through gritted teeth, her voice a new octave higher
and I got the urge to place my hands on my ears. Nonetheless, I stopped myself. She would swallow me whole if I did that in
front of her face.
Throwing us a glare that might have resulted in our death if she had superpowers. She bent down to help him. As he had fallen
to the ground earlier when Rohan punched him.
‘I never knew he was this weak. Like he was a man of two punches!’
Ignoring her, Rohan rounded around the corner and pulled out the corner of the kurta from the table gently though. His eyes
softening at me.
Although I was touched by his protectiveness I knew better than to trust him. ‘What if it’s just for a bet or worse he is doing this to
get into my pants?’
‘Look at yourself! Does he need to get into your pants?’

I inhaled.
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My subconscious mind was right. I doubted this theory.
‘It must be because of his revenge.’
If people take revenge like this! I might want to see more of it.
“Are you alright sweet cheeks?” He asked placing a hand on my cheek. Concern dripping from his voice. I froze right at the spot
contemplating whether I should just kiss him or kick him. Words failed to comply with my tongue. So I nodded stupidly. However,
in my mind, I was swooning over him. A handsome as hell boy in a white shirt and grey pants with lots of protectiveness in his
eyes as they bore into mine. This was exactly my type. A man who can protect me at all costs. I gripped the hem of my kurta
tightly to control my raging hormones. I didn’t want to make a joke out of myself by doing what my dirty mind was telling me.
‘Just stand on tiptoes and kiss him. Kiss. Kiss. Kiss. He deserves a kiss.’ Isn’t that what happens in romantic movies.’
Wow, this was the first time I got to know my brain could produce these romantic dirty ideas.
I mentally shook myself out of my thoughts and focussed on the surrounding.
“Great. Let’s go.”
Confusion painted my features as I looked up at him.
‘Go where? It’s our cla**!’
Noticing my features he decided to elaborate.
“You were crying earlier, and so you might need to use the washroom.”
I nodded at him dumbly again while he placed one hand on my shoulder and I inhaled.
‘What is he doing?’
His black eyes turned frightening again as he glanced at the best couple of our cla**.

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“Sina. Meena. Whatever your name is! Keep your boyfriend away from her. If I found him disturbing her again, there won’t just be
a scratch on his pretty face.”
Tina’s face turned pale as she glanced at Jaan again. There was little blood at the corner of his lips which must be because he
might have accidentally bitten his lip or tongue. His cheek had turned a little purple by the punch. Yet he had the guts to throw a
glare at him.
‘If I were you! I wouldn’t have done that buddy.’
I mentally scolded him.
Tina was the first one to break the silence.
“Who the hell do you think you are? Huh? First of all, My name is Tina. And secondly, how can you beat people like this?”
Fury painted her features as she spoke through gritted teeth.
Without even blinking an eyelid he said or better I felt like he warned.
“I am who I am. You can go and ask your dear pappa who Rohan is! And I don’t care what your name is! Also, I can beat anyone
I want! if you have a problem with it. Go to the principal and complain.”
Jaan came forward to block her view of him. His eyes throwing daggers at me and then Rohan. He still doesn’t get his lesson. I
frowned ‘He is such a stupid boy. Where does he keep his brain? Does he want to get beaten up again!’
Squaring his shoulders he looked up at Rohan. Since Rohan was a good 3 inches tall from him.
“Don’t you ever dare to talk to her like that again! Otherwise!”
“What otherwise? What will you do huh?”
“Trust me, you won’t like what I will do to you.”
“A man who can not protect himself is threatening me! Hahaha!” Rohan laughed. And I pinched myself to stop the smile that was
threatening .