It's getting late...

I woke up early this morning ,around 5 o'clock when I found out that the pain of the leg sprain has been increased since last night. I tried to adjust myself up and did all the daily routine ,making sure that my aunts' do not get a single clue about it. The weather wasn't quite beautiful as it was yesterday. The sky was filled with all the dark clouds. Winds were blowing fast enough to make the leaves rustle, but this is new age my love. The scenario was quite supportive to give me a power nap. People will do their jobs despite this clumsy weather.. the thought was enough to wake me up. It was a mess when I found out that I was late to attend today's lectures.

I just grabbed a whole sandwich on the table , drank the whole glass of milk in just one breath.

Till the time I was quite sure that, today luck was not on my side. I was able to catch my bus as scheduled but all I can see was a never-ending queue of traffic. I checked my wristwatch with an interval of 30 seconds. In an instance , a voice caught my attention and I turn around,certainly I know of whose voice it was,

"Time won't accelerate if you keep watching it again and again in a glimpse."

"Well ,it's not necessary everytime. Sometimes this 'time' might show you the unbelievable wonders in a short glimpse , Jk."

AND THE BUS STARTED MOVING IN THE TRAFFIC COMPARATIVELY WITH A FASTER PACE.

"I like it."

"What?"

"The name you just gave me..Jk."

I smiled formally to the assertion.

An hour was about to pass when we reached the university and were ironically were glad to know that we will be suffering from a two-hour detention soon after all the lectures of today's are finished and this grand detention was granted to us by none other than Mrs McCarthy,the experty of psychology on the advice of her favourite student ...Kim Jennie. There was no chance of argument over here.

Our detention was started after Mrs McCarthy introduced us as the "students of detention" in front of the Dean. It's true we were feeling ashamed. Lemme correct ,only I was feeling ashamed not Jk. I was standing with my head down and listening to the harsh words of the Dean while Jk with a raised face accepted all of his scolding without any furrows on his face.

We both were sitting in the 'DETENTION CENTER' specially created by the authorities of the university for the students like us. The room was gruesome with spiderwebs and dust on the furniture of the room. There were no CCTV cameras in the room like there were in each classrooms , lobbies , libraries, playgrounds and labs.

We dusted off the chairs to sit down .

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Jk's pov:

It is quite unusual time to tell her this thing right now . Will I be able to tell her right now? I'm not feeling right about it but then too...

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"Y/n , can I ask you something?"

I nodded in agreement.

I was not sure about what he's gonna ask regarding the current situation of being both us in this haunted room. Sweatbeds started to appear on my forehead.

"Will you....help me to complete the recent latest article which must be submitted after two days?"

'Uh...Yeah ..Sure ,why not ?'

( Why did I stammer? What he'll think now? Did I over react ?)

"Thanks a lot Y/n, I don't how would I be able to do it in this condition."

"It's nothing. I mean it's my habit to help out people who are actually in a need of it ."

As soon as I said it , I was taken aback by a sudden and of course a warm hug .

"Thank you so much Y/n"