Around eight months have passed since Das enrolled in high school. The Third on paper, but the second semester started around two months ago.
Despite being against it at first, he stayed here for six months.
'The only reason I am still attending this school is that I don't need to make excuses to mom every time I go out. I can ditch the classes anytime', Das thought, as he walked through the hallway.
'But everything is so boring. Maybe I should seriously drop out?' Das thought as he opened the door of the classroom.
"Hey", someone tapped on Das' shoulder.
Das looked back to see a boy wearing the same clothes as him.
"You are Das, right?", inquired the boy.
'What the fuck? Why does everyone keep talking to me even though I am trying to ignore them?'
Annoyed, Das opened his mouth and said, "No, I am not Das"
The boy tapped on his shoulder as he said, "Come on, I know you are Das"
"What do you want?"