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closer to Dhruv.
Dhruv kept his phone in his pocket, stood up, and stepped closer to her. ‘With
that kind of temper, I wonder how you won your debates. Calm down, Aranya.’

‘YOU DON’T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN. You called me ugly, and
questioned my selection as the class representative. Why the hell shouldn’t I try
to beat your score and make you feel second best and not good enough for

anyone?’
‘Second best? Not being good enough for anyone? I think you’re talking about
yourself here. But I feel I will get to know more of you as we spend more time

together.’
‘Why would I do that?’ asked Aranya.
‘Because I’m Dhruv Roy. You might remember playing a hand in expelling

me from school by lying in front of the committee. Remember me? The boy
whose mom left him? The last desk? Lunches shared together? Your face tells
me you do now. Good! It’s good to see you again. I didn’t expect you here

either. I was as shocked as you are.’ He took her hand and shook it. ‘You’re still
pretty ugly, Aranya. I’m glad you have spent the last eight years making up for
it. Debating, studies, scholarships, projects? Even TT? I’m impressed! But what

about your face? What will you do about that? That will always be the first thing
people look at. That’s never going to change, Aranya.’

‘Why are you here?’
‘What can I say? It’s fate. But now that you are here too, I’m sure it will be
fun.’

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