The guy was still at the café when Maruva and Raksha left.
Average in looks, he was wearing a glossy blue t-shirt, a pair of blue jeans, and formal shoes. He clearly possessed a poor fashion sense. He was five foot five, dark, and sported thick glasses with a power of -2.25 and a few-day-old stubble. He wore his hair well-oiled and parted to one side in a rather unattractive fashion. Every bit of his personality screamed clumsy and distressed. There was no reason for any girl to give him a second glance.
But for all his flaws, he came across as an innocent and simple person.
He left fifteen minutes later.
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Around 2:15 p.m., he hopped on to his maroon TVS Scooty Pep, making his way home - around 7.5 km from the café.
He lived on the third floor of a 1BHK LIG apartment in a well-plan
