"Even in my worst times
You could see the best of me"

~ dress

I always wonder about people who wake up early in the morning and go on with their day like it is no big deal. I mean, how could a person not love sleep? I could never be one of those people because I am one of those who loves to sleep whenever and wherever I want. Why is it so important to wake up early? Sometimes I feel like all the colleges should shift their timing to the night, so at least I don't have to wake up early.

People say we must find a reason to do work, then why do I have to come to this stupid college? I don't have any reason. 'You need attendance', says the voice in my brain, as much as I hate to agree that it is true. Attendance is the only reason most people go to college.

'Swecha enough with your daily rants, pay attention to your surroundings, you are on the road' scolded my brain.

I slump my shoulders down and make my way towards hell on earth or in other words, college. Before going to class, I make my way towards the cafeteria because I'm too lazy to fill up my bottle at home. After filling my bottle, I was about to drink it when it was suddenly snatched from me. I turned angrily towards the person to see who it was, only to find that it was the same person who irritated me yesterday. What was his name again?

An...an... yeah, Anish.

"Who said that you could drink water from my bottle?"

"Arey yaar, I was thirsty, so I took your bottle and drank it. Why are you getting angry at small things?"

"Yesterday someone said it was not good to leave people unanswered. That means you know manners, so you must also know that before drinking water from someone else's bottle it is common sense to ask them first."

He looks at me, gives me a mischievous look, and says, "Well, yesterday someone replied to me saying that they were not good with people, so I'm also not good at asking permissions, you know."

I take a deep breath, take my water bottle back, and make my way to the exit. It's too early for me to get angry. As I was making my way towards the exit, the guy also walked beside me.

"Do you have a habit of leaving conversations in between or something?"

"And do you have a habit of irritating people?"

He jumps in front of me and starts walking backwards, puts a hand on his heart, and dramatically gasps, "How could you say that? I was trying to have a conversation."

I look at him and shake my head. "Am I your friend or something? Why should I have a conversation with you?"

"Well, we could be friends if that's what it takes for you to talk to me."

"Well, no thanks; I'm not a big fan of making friends."

"Then I am going to annoy you till you make me your friend."

"What do you even know about me? that you want to be my friend."

He stops abruptly, which makes me halt in my position as he was in front of me. I raise my eyebrows, giving him a questioning look. He takes a deep breath and says, "Your name is Swecha Reddy, a 3rd year computer science student, and your friend's name is Prerna Chowdary. Is that enough, or should I say your mom, dad, and brother's names too?".

I narrow my eyes and grab his collar, pulling him to my level. "How do you know all this?"

He stared at me for a minute, looked at my face, then my hand, and then back at me, giving me a small smile. "I have my way", he answered, removing his collar from my grasp. I give him one quick glance and resume my walk towards my class.

He walks beside me without saying anything. I was almost in my class when I heard him say, "So what do you say?".

I stopped and looked at him. "Even if you know my biodata, I don't know anything about you; you are basically a stranger-no! no! a stalker."

"Hey! I'm not a stalker. I just wanted to know about you".

"If you wanted to know about me, you had to ask me; that is manners".

He gives me a 'are you serious look' "Would you even talk to me if I approached you without knowing anything about you?"

I look at him up and down. "True, I won't even look at you."

"See, I at least knew that without even having a proper chat with you. Now will you let me be your friend".

"Why do you want to be my friend?"

He looks here and there, muttering something like the first step or something I couldn't hear properly. "Should there be a reason to make friends?".

"No, but I'll think about it. Bye, it's almost time for class."

"Ok, then see you at lunch; give me your answer. Bye," he said, giving me one last smile before he left.

I looked at the way he went, shook my head, and then went to my class. What a weird guy.

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As weird as it sounds, I gave it some thought. I mean, he didn't seem like a bad guy. it's not like I know anything about him. Why am I even thinking about this? I don't even like making new friends. Why should I even think about it? What if being friends with him is the same? What if he judges me just like everyone else? The hardest thing ever in my life was making friends. I myself don't know why I fear making friends; that's why I don't have friends here in college, and I didn't have them back in school either. I always get stuck in what-ifs and what-nots. I let out a long sigh.

I feel Prerna nudged me. I look at her and raise my brow, asking her what is it?

"Why are you sighing? You seem to be in deep thought. What happened?".

All I want to do is talk to her about everything, but I stop myself from spilling the beans because I am scared she would think badly of me. As I said before, I am very paranoid, and I don't know why. I just shake my head she doesn't look convinced, but she doesn't question it, which I'm glad about. I shook my head again and turned towards her again.

"So what family function was it that you had to miss college yesterday?"

She gives me a smile and replies, "Don't even ask; I didn't even have interest in going, but still my parents forced me to go..."

And just like that, it took her a period to explain what happened yesterday

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