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my bed. It was the first day of University, and being late was the last thing on my

emed like a better option. The culture here was totally different from India, people's clothing here depended on their comforts whereas we Indian's think '

ti, that granny had given me as a token of her love on my last birthday. It was black, wi

ink colour on its walls, hanging my clothes on the hook behin

scape and drift towards the beckoning voice. I couldn't help but wo

d Grace awake, once she had recognized that she was late, she

e dark messy curls that they were, I wasn't able to pin them in place properly. Becoming

, now it was time to l

" I questi

re!" She

r way around the campus, so I just decided t

e informed me pointing toward

ing?" I asked he

subjects, we are in the

und the hallway due to wind. I quickly bent down and started collecting my books. When I finally stood up, my eyes landed on the stranger with whom I had collided. She was lean, wearing short

e else that was here, had worn a traditional dress that sounded odd in NYU. Not utter

de comment, I walked away from her and went to my seat. She was still waiting by the doorway, shooting daggers at

as waiting for you to answer, yet you just ignored her? It

of friends chatting and

this is Violet, my high school fri

you both," I

s, her hair tied in a ponytail. While Renee was the opposite of her, she was healthy and w

ssor to come, I decided to initiate

u both know each other?"

ach other, smiling. Renee was

school enemies, but eventually

see," I

d the class while everyone gr

Steel. I'll be te

d teaching for a while looking shocked, but within seco