I stared at him and I don't know if it really happened or if it was just my imagination but there was absolute silence. Our eyes were locked and the rest of the world went mute. The clock ticking on his wrist watch, my hair strands moving in the wind rubbing against each other, everything was heard but no movement took place from neither of us.
"I hate sitting in the first bench", I exclaimed to Shiva who was chiding me because I always prefer last benches.
"But how can you concentrate if you sit in the last. Your view will be blocked by the rest of the students", he frowned
"You sit in the last bench too", I blamed him. Right after our classes we were hanging out in our usual spot and from nowhere this discussion about classrooms and seating arrangement during lectures came up. He star
