Najjad's Unexpected Transformation

Najjad's arrival at the university caused a stir, with his transformed appearance leading everyone to believe a new student had enrolled. The bustling hallway attracted attention, particularly from inquisitive girls eager to know more about him. Unfazed, Najjad remained indifferent, brushing off inquiries and date proposals with ease. In the classroom, as Najjad settled into a seat near his friend Habib, the latter mistook him for a newcomer. Amused, Najjad played along, chuckling at the misunderstanding. Meanwhile, Alia's friends couldn't contain their excitement, envying her apparent luck in having Najjad in her class. Delighted, Alia blushed and giggled at the unexpected attention.

As the class commenced, Alia boldly took a seat beside Najjad, who, addressing her by name, suggested she find another place. Confused, Alia wondered how this new student knew her. Assuming he had learned from others, she returned to her seat. The teacher, Seema, initiated attendance, calling out Najjad's roll number.

There was a momentary pause as the students exchanged puzzled glances, searching the room for the familiar face associated with the name. However, Najjad remained composed, his features betraying no hint of recognition. Seema's brow furrowed in confusion as she repeated the name. "Najjad?" she queried, her tone tinged with uncertainty. From his seat near the front, Najjad glanced up, his expression one of mild surprise. "Present," he responded calmly, his voice steady and composed. Seema, though perplexed by the lack of recognition from the other students, decided to investigate further during a break between classes. Approaching Najjad, she gestured for him to step outside the classroom for a moment.

"Najjad, I couldn't help but notice the confusion among your classmates," she began gently, her tone laced with curiosity. "Is everything alright?" Najjad hesitated for a moment before responding, choosing his words carefully. "Miss Seema, I assure you, everything is fine," he replied with a reassuring smile. "There's just been... a change."

Seema studied him intently, her curiosity piqued by his cryptic response. "A change?" she echoed, her brow furrowing in confusion. "Could you elaborate?"

Najjad took a deep breath, steeling himself before revealing the truth. "Miss Seema, I am Najjad," he confessed, his voice unwavering. "But during the holiday break, something extraordinary happened. I underwent this transformation, and I'm still trying to make sense of it myself." Seema listened in astonishment as Najjad recounted the events that had led to his mysterious transformation, her mind reeling with disbelief. "I see," she murmured, her gaze searching his for any sign of deception. To confirm Najjad's identity, Seema called upon Habib, Najjad's longtime friend and classmate, to verify his claims. With a sense of urgency, she instructed Habib to step outside and speak with Najjad privately.

As Habib was about to approach Najjad to confirm his identity, Alia intercepted him with a sense of urgency evident in her voice. "Habib, where's Najjad? And who's this new guy claiming to be him?" she asked, her brow furrowed with concern. Habib quickly glanced back at Najjad, who was waiting patiently nearby, before turning to Alia with a determined expression. "I'm going to talk to him to confirm," he assured her, before striding purposefully toward Najjad. As he approached Najjad, Habib noticed the calm determination in his friend's eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of uncertainty. However, before he could utter a word, Najjad spoke up with a confidence that left Habib momentarily speechless. "Let me tell you something that only Najjad would know," Najjad began his voice steady and unwavering. He proceeded to recount intimate details about his past, including a distinctive birthmark and the names of all his exes, along with his latest crush. Habib's eyes widened in shock as he listened to Najjad's revelations, the pieces of the puzzle falling into place with startling clarity. "Najjad..." he breathed, his voice filled with disbelief. "It's you."

With a sense of certainty that could not be denied, Habib turned to Alia, his expression solemn yet resolute. "Alia, it's Najjad," he announced, his voice tinged with awe. Alia's eyes widened in astonishment as she absorbed the news, her mind reeling with the implications of Najjad's extraordinary transformation. Turning to Seema, the teacher, she relayed Habib's revelation, her voice trembling with disbelief. Seema, equally stunned by the revelation, wasted no time in contacting the principal to inform him of the situation. With a sense of urgency, she instructed him to summon Najjad's parents for confirmation, her mind racing with questions that demanded answers. As Najjad's family arrived at the school, accompanied by the principal, a tense atmosphere settled throughout the room, the gravity of the situation weighing heavily on everyone present. Anxiously, they waited the decisive moment, knowing that the answers they sought lay just beyond the threshold of uncertainty. As Principal Ali recounted the events surrounding Najjad's transformation, Miss Seema listened intently, her expression a mix of amusement and disbelief. However, as Principal Ali finished speaking, she noticed Najjad's eyes welling up with tears, a sight that caught her off guard. Concerned, Miss Seema turned to Najjad, her voice soft with empathy. "Najjad, what's wrong?" she asked gently, reaching out to offer him a tissue.

Najjad sniffled, trying to compose himself before finally blurting out, "Miss Seema, I'm so sorry! I never meant for any of this to happen!" Confused, Miss Seema exchanged a puzzled glance with Principal Ali before gently prompting Najjad to explain. "It's just... yesterday, before coming to college, I was at the mall buying some food items," Najjad began, his voice choked with emotion