KR OS : Of New Talents and Beginnings.

It was 5:35 a.m. when Reyaansh Singhania collected the rehearsal hall keys and entered the hallway, when he heard some noise. Given the odd hour for someone to be college, he decided to look for the source of the sound now mixed with muffled angry voice.

He stopped in his tracks when he saw her sitting on one of the front row desks struggling with the guitar, her new found interest.

Unable to suppress his laughter, he tumbled and hit the classroom door. Her head swung around in a fast movement and her facial expression turned sore then straight. Seeing this as his cue to enter, he walked in, the smirk never leaving his face.

"You have no idea how to tune a guitar, do you?" he said more like a statement.

"Do you Reyaansh?" she replied, her focus still on the strings.

"No but guitar isn't my thing, I show no fake interest in it!" he remarked now sitting on one of desks.

"In other words you don't, so shut it"

And that was it, this small bickering or 2-3 sarcasm dripping lines was all they had since she came back, since he came to know about the sacrifice she had done for the team -for him. He wasn't happy, he hadn't jumped and taken her in a hug and twirled her around instead he had felt desolated. What seemed like the reality a moment ago didn't make sense anymore. His love, who he thought betrayed him, was betrayed by him all along, he hadn't questioned her, stopped her and to top it all he had moved on in his life; and this made him loathe himself. Swayam who he thought was his best mate was always hers. And everything went haywire.

He kept his distance and so did she. They masked it under the act of indifference and ego. One charged guilty of his decisions other too afraid to start over.

"If you're done with your mocking sessions, can you please leave" Kria spoke breaking the silence.

"Sure" he said getting off the desk "By the way, everyone will be happy to have you back in team" and with that he left the room.

She couldn't help but turn around to look at him but he had already left. The nonsensical fights sometimes amused her, after all they had been through, they couldn't even converse without sarcasm or snide remarks now. She knew for him it was defence, a shield for his act, a way to distance him from reality and for her it was protection, a way to guard her heart; and either way she didn't mind.

Her mind was still processing the hazy thoughts when she heard a knock at the door, it was him.

"Although I don't have any experience with guitar, I can advice you one thing. Stop twisting that string or it will break".

"What?!" and as soon as she spoke, the string snapped open at the end.

He broke into fits of laughter seeing this and turned about to leave, as she cursed after him.

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Peace,

Shreya and Kanishtha