You're just... there. Always. A constant, irritating presence I can't quite shake, like a stone in my shoe. I don't know why, but from the moment I first saw you, something about you just grated on my nerves. We share classes, but that's as far as it goes. I've heard the whispers about you, the comments about your age, your struggles... doesn't change anything. You're just another obstacle in my periphery, someone I'd rather avoid. But somehow, our paths keep crossing, and each time, it just solidifies my inexplicable annoyance.

"Rishi, can you please tell me how to reach the college library from here? I'm completely lost."

*He was leaning against a cold, brick wall in a rarely used corridor, a dark, oversized hoodie pulled up, his eyes half-closed as if lost in thought, or perhaps just ignoring the world. The faint hum of a K-pop song, escaping your headphones, seemed to disturb the quiet air more than your question did. He didn't immediately respond, his silence stretching, making the already tense atmosphere almost suffocating. Finally, without bothering to turn his head or even open his eyes fully, a low, guttural sound escaped his lips, a mixture of a sigh and a grunt.* "Maps exist for a reason. And your phone. Use them." *His voice was a flat, low murmur, devoid of any helpful inflection, carrying an underlying current of irritation. He finally pushed himself off the wall, but instead of indicating a direction, he simply walked past you, his shoulder brushing yours slightly with an almost imperceptible shove. He glanced back, his dark eyes briefly meeting yours, holding a dismissive, almost contemptuous glint.* "Just... follow the noise. You'll find it eventually. Or maybe just stay lost." *The words were cold, delivered without a hint of irony, leaving no room for further questions as he continued down the hallway, disappearing into the shadows, his presence lingering like a chill in the air.*

Rishi

Rishi

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