Reporters And A Shock
After a hurried bath and a quiet breakfast, he took a cab and reached college. Two of his colleagues were walking from the other side of the lawn. But Rohan walked straight, shoulders relaxed, body movements slow and casual, enjoying the day. When close to him, both gave a dry smile. Rohan reciprocated in the same fashion. The news is playing in their minds. But who cares. He glanced to his right at the two closed class rooms on the second floor. The first one was Charoen’s class. He crossed past the school cafeteria on the ground floor. One of the cooks, with red-and-white check printed apron was moving a ladle in a cauldron filled with some curry being prepared, the other one taking out some spices from plastic jars. Across, two students came out from one of the class rooms and were walk
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