As I entered the class my eyes shifted towards a boy who sat in front of me. Hurriedly I took a seat on the next aisle. Mr Rahman, our teacher, entered the room to teach us. Soon Rahman began switching off the lights.My eyes lingered on him. Noticing my interest in him he suddenly whispered something in his friend's ear. His friend in turn nodded at him. "What are they talking about? I bet its about me."

All of a sudden, Mr Rahman switched on the lights. "Class is over for today. Hope to see you all in the next class ," Rahman said.

Quickly, he began leaving. His friend followed suit.

Not Mine || Anima Majlis

Anima Majlis, a devoted student, cherishes her leisure time immersed in books, particularly those of adventure, fantasy, horror, mystery, poetry, romance, short stories, and thrillers. Passionate about writing, she crafts short stories and poems inspired by real-life events, aspiring to become a renowned author dedicated to capturing the essence of life.