Rohan’s POV
“Grace,” I was standing behind her, who was rifling through her locker. She seemed to be in a hurry.
“Jeez! Rohan,” she jumped in fright, “you scared me,”.
“I am sorry, it was not my intention,” I apologized with a smile.
“What do you want, Rohan?” she closed her locker and faced me.
“I...”; her question threw me off-balance.
“Yes?” she crossed her arms.
“I was just bothered about the Trig test we took earlier today. Did you do well?”.
“Did you come to mock me?” she laughed hysterically “I hope you’re happy now. I’ll fail and you’ll pass,”.
“Grace, c’mon don’t say such things.” I shifted my weight nervously.
“Why?” she smiled “You are supposed to be helping me, Rohan. You know I have never been to a normal school before. You were supposed to be helping me but y
