I had regret and guilt. Because what welcomed me the next morning was a disaster.
It had been a usual sullen morning. Varun was missing from his bed, and I guess the lecture ended in a long night with Mrs Isha or whatsoever. Brushed and bathed, I moved to class with the notes of first two classes.
My mind somehow seemed dull, hurt and bad.
I felt bad.
Trust me, all these days, when I wanted to f**k many girls as possible, this problem hadn't arose.
But today, something as different, inevitably fishy.
As I reached class, I got a tinge of it.
Because across the corridor were groups of my classmates, random people I saw everyday, even though their names weren't so sure in my head, laughing their heads off watching something
I went closer as the girls turned their eyes to me.
They b
