As my friendship with Zorain grew stronger, people around us slowly started believing that there was something between us. What I was sacred of was happening but I was not scared anymore.
It didn’t matter how many times I denied it up, he would simply laugh and said, “jaane de in logo ko…jalti hai ye log. Humlog (all boys of our class) humesha se chahte the ki sab sath rahein bhai behen jaise. Class mein unity ho, lekin ye log humesha galat samajhti hai.” Let these people be… they’re just jealous. All the boys in our class have always wanted everyone to stay together like brothers and sisters. We wanted there to be unity in the class, but these people always misunderstand us.
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