I hated Mashfi from the very first day of college. Not because he was rude.... Not even because he was loud.
I hated him because he was perfect.
Perfect grades, perfect smile, perfect life and apparently. Now perfect in everything especially in annoying me.
"Iktina, I guess we are in the same group for the semester project ," said the teacher.
I froze. My worst nightmare had a name and it was mashfi.
I lookd at him, hoping he would be gone tomorrow. But no ...he smiled that infuriating smile.
"Don't worry,"he said, casually adjusting his bag, "I promise I don't bite."
Yeah right...
I hated him already and I had a feeling by the end of his semester, he would not just ruin my project, he'd ruin my life.
Chapter 2: The group project disaster
I thought surviving the first day would be easy. Wrong.
Our group meeting was in the library.
I arrived early.. of course, Mashfi was already there. Sitting with a smug look, pretending like he owned the place.
"Finally,"he said, waving at me, "you made it."
I muttered under my breath, Yeah, I made it... to hell.
We started planning the project and immediately he took over.
"Let's split the work. I'll handle the research and slides. you do the writing," he said.
I blinked."Excuse me ? Writing is my part too!"
"Relax,I am just helping," he said with that irritating grin.
Halfway through,he spilled coffee on my notes."oops,"he said, clearly not sorry at all. This is going to be a long semester.....
Chapter 3: The Unexpected Help
I was about to throw my notebook out of frustration when mashfi suddenly handed me his pen ." You forgot yours," he said casually.
I started at him. Was this a joke?
"Thanks,"I muttered, suspiciously.
Then , surprisingly he suggested a better structure for our project.
I rolled my eyes but I had to admit, it was good.
"You know, I said, " you are making this too easy for me."
He laughed, sharking his head.
" Don't worry. I'll keep annoying you anyway."
I groaned. This guy... I hate him.. but maybe.. not that much.
Next chapter coming soon...