Brown rusty wooden desks and chairs with a sweet aroma of wind and rain. The clouds with a ferious look were roaming outside the window in sky.
Me getting bored of my lesson and I could see a brief expression of everyone in class. I know that a high school student needs to study but honestly our batch was not so focused.
I could see the ground through the window and besides me was the topper that you would agree. School council president and top grades with an undeniable charisma. He is also good at sports.
Thinking about me? Let me tell you that I am opposite of that and as you may know that I am not the protagonist but he.
A sudden ring buzzed out the class, it was period change and after that was our sports and our technically free period.
Oh! My introduction manners are bad, I am Parveen you may know. And the protagonist is Rehbar. The person who is almost perfect and as for socially, he is a flocking beehive.
On the ground with my dignity rock bottom I to get myself out of embarrassment asked my team which already took me as a substitute "I was feeling a bit walk to take on the grass" to Rehbar. His expression told me that he already knows my strategy to run.
On ground while I walked, I saw a large field of grass and on front of me was middle schoolers. I saw a horrific smirk or face burnt like coal, flesh to come out of skin and a fear ran through my spine.
Maybe I mistook something and my vision started to blur out and saw the black clouds turning towards me rain drop dropped on my forehead and I falled as if my body was told to and my energy was not enough to keep me concious.
The last thing I saw was the children getting their face burnt by rain and smoke coming and saw as if charcoal was being burnt by rain and they left as I was alone in field standing straight ready to fall.