2019, India, Mumbai, N.H.V. High School
The morning light filtered through the windows of the principal’s office, casting a serene glow over the room. The principal, seated comfortably behind his large oak desk, looked up at the class teacher who stood proudly across from him, her posture reflecting both anticipation and pride.
“So, today marks the first day of high school for this year’s students,” the principal remarked, his voice conveying a mix of enthusiasm and responsibility.
“Yes sir,” the teacher replied with a nod. “This year, we have an exceptionally talented group of students. These children are sure to enhance our school’s reputation in the future.”
Monts later, the school bell rang. Eager footsteps echoed through the hallways as students poured into the building, their faces bright with the excitent of their first day. The corridors buzzed with the lively chatter and laughter of young minds ready to embark on new academic journeys.
During lunch break, two high school friends, Akshay and Raj, found themselves deep in conversation amidst the bustling cafeteria.
“Hey Raj, what do you think of our first day?” Akshay inquired, eager to hear his friend’s impressions.
Raj let out a heavy sigh, his shoulders slumping slightly. “Ahhh! It is not what I expected. I got excited for nothing! I thought there would be so beauties in my class, but the girls are just not very attractive.”
A wide grin spread across Akshay’s face, revealing a row of gleaming teeth as he chuckled at his friend’s dismay. “Hahaha! I guess I’m the lucky one this ti. I got two pretty girls in my class.”
Raj’s interest piqued, he quickly asked, “Ummm… Akshay, speaking of beauties, who’s that pretty girl with short hair, and why is she eating with a bunch of boys? Doesn’t she have any girl friends to eat with?”
The person Raj referred to was not a girl, however, but a boy with delicate features that could easily be mistaken for those of a young woman. He has beautiful black eyes that sparkled with a kind of gentle warmth and short hair that was slightly longer than what was typical for boys, giving him a distinctly androgynous look.
Standing about 5.6 feet tall, he carried himself with an ease and grace that, combined with his pretty features, made him more striking than the average girl. This boy, surrounded by a group of male friends, laughed and chatted, seemingly oblivious to the curious glances he attracted from others in the room. His presence blended soft masculinity with an almost poetic form of beauty, making him a standout figure in the crowded cafeteria.
Akshay struggled to suppress a burgeoning laugh as he watched Raj’s confusion unfold, his cheeks reddening with the effort. With a playful smirk, he finally let out a burst of laughter.
“Hahaha! Bro, you were totally deceived too, right?”
Raj’s brow furrowed in confusion. Scratching his head, his expression turned into a puzzled frown. “What do you an deceived?”
Still chuckling, Akshay wiped a tear from his eye before revealing the truth. “His na is Asta Kugarasi. He’s actually in my class.”
Raj’s eyes widened in shock, his mouth hanging open slightly as realization hit him. “What the... He? Is she a boy?”
“Yeah man! He just looks incredibly pretty, doesn’t he? You should have seen your face!” Akshay continued to laugh, thoroughly amused by his friend’s mistake.
Raj, now half-embarrassed and half-amused, managed a sheepish grin. “Man, I thought I had an eye for these things. I can’t believe I thought he was a girl!”
The two friends burst into another round of laughter, the mix-up adding a humorous twist to their first day of school.
After a few classes, the school bell rang, signaling the end of the day. Students spilled out of their classrooms and headed ho.
Asta, with his bag slung casually over one shoulder, began his walk ho. He hadn’t gone far when a prickling sensation on the back of his neck made him pause. Turning around, he noticed a middle-aged man with a suspicious deanor stealthily following him.
“Is this guy serious," Asta thought, a smirk playing on his lips. “He’s following
so obviously that even I noticed him.”
Asta couldn’t help but chuckle silently to himself. Despite his youthful and sowhat delicate appearance, he is not soone to be underestimated. “Bro, you have no idea. I might look girlish, but I’m among the strongest in my martial arts school. Go ahead, try sothing funny you fool
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