"Stop staring at me while I try to work!! " I threw a paper ball to Prabha who sat in the teacher's table comfortably, watching me broom the whole classroom.

"Clean fast you lazy animal. We gotta go" He threw the paper ball and the ball hit my forehead and fell down.

"If you want me to finish fast come and help" This time I threw the broomstick and he caught it from hitting his head and started cleaning. I thought he would again throw it to me.

"I cannot stand dirty places. I used to live alone for most of my life and my nanny taught me to be hygienic. "He broomed the classroom so well like he didn't slack off like I did yesterday.

I sat down since he gathered most of the dust and trash in the trash can.

"I thought I am going to tell you what to do, but it is happening in reverse. " He said looking at me while I pouted, pulling a baby face that nobody can resist. I mean, the last time I tried this, Bobby ran away crying while giving all his money while I only asked for 100 rupees.

"I haven't eaten anything since yesterday afternoon and I'm hungry and tired and I feel like fainting" I did that cute-y thing that Korean women do in movies and series. Prabha's face turned blank. Guess it worked.

"Yah, Angel. Don't do this face to anyone else. They don't have immunity. Like, wahh" He said while gagging as if he's vomiting.

"Yah you know what I won't do anything you want me to do. It's not like you have solid evidence that I attacked you. So technically I won't get debarred. " I stuck my tongue out.

Seriously Yes, Prabha said he has the video of those guys plotting against me, not the one where we accidentally attack him mistaking him for the evil mob.

I just agreed yesterday night because I felt bad about attacking a person who only meant to save me. And my guts said that I can trust this guy.

I'm sitting in a writing bench while swinging my legs and he walked towards me after disposing of the trash.

"What did you said? " He asked while having both of his hands on either side of me as if he's locking me. Like I said before, this guy must've watched too many romcoms or even Korean dramas.

"I said I won't listen to you, "I said and he pulled himself towards me as I leaned back naturally as his beard almost pricked me.  I lost balance as I was about to slide down and fall on the other side of the bench, he caught me by placing his large hands on my back and bought me closer to his face, again.

I looked away and he grabbed my chin and made me face him. I couldn't read his face in detail since it was dark yesterday but now,... Man,  his beard is trimmed and his jaw is well build and his Adam's apple... Oh my god Y/N you're a creeper stop it,  you can't look at a man where it's wrong.

"You look like you have just seen a ghost, but a hot one" He winked and looked at my lips, waiting for me to attempt to say something and to stammer,  as every Wattpad fiction girl would do.

Gathering all my strength, I pushed him back and climbed down from the bench.

"Yah I don't have time for this! what is it that you want? Tell me quickly so I can reject you and your favour. " I asked him.

"Thank you Y/N. But I want you to keep this between us. Our department has a secret party each year. " He said as I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah yeah I know I've sneaked there last year. Wasn't much fun. The DJ was awful, like who the hell mixes Micheal Jackson with Cardi B? I got so furious that I threw a glass at his mixer. " I said as he raised his eyebrows.

"So you're the one who damaged his prop? How did you even sneak there? " He asked, but not in a surprising way as if he already expected me to say this. I mean, what does this guy knew of me, he just met me yesterday.

"Anyways, that was my point. That awful DJ I mean. And that famous DJ left the place angry and told us that he never gonna let any professional DJ work for us again. And he did that. " He explained to me.  People started to come to class. It must be 8 am by now.

"So you want Angel to the DJ? " I asked proudly. Am I going to work? For real?

"Hold your horses. I want you to be my Assistant. Meaning you only do what I  schedule for you that day. I will be too busy to handle the mixer so I want you to handle it, but my way.  My friends don't know much as you do. " He said. So he did his background study on me.

"I'm curious,  are you a rapper? " I asked him and he nodded.

"Are you going to hold a rap battle? Is that why you'll be too busy to handle the mixer?" I asked again and he smiled.

"and that means you can't join. " He said and I nodded.

"I'm not interested in rap battles nowadays. I'm thinking about recording my originals while focusing on my studies. I don't have arrears but I have to score good marks in order to escape from marriage " I said and he nodded.

"Yah if this is the favour you wanted why didn't you tell me before? Why going through this dramatic thing!  I bet you watch serials a lot! "I said as he bit his lips and walked away.

Prabha you can walk away without biting your lips do.

"Y/N he's so handsome. Does he have a girlfriend? If not please introduce me! " Sheela picked the cloth of my top while looking at Prabha who's walking away.

"Go and ask him. I don't have a board written 'Angel alliance services.' " She turned her face and walked away as if she gonna follow him all the way to his department.

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The night of the secret party

It's been a month since Prabha and I know each other and we rarely spent time after that incident. He sent me the mix via WhatsApp and I practised. He was practising lyric for the rap battle. Now, Prabha from the centre of the dance floor showed me thumbs up and I returned.

Without any doubt, Prabha won. I didn't know a polite guy like him can be such a psycho in battle. I feel like he would be my healthy competitor. To be honest I'm a newbie compared to his constructed lyricism but I can learn if I become friends with him, rather than working as an assistant to him.

How to approach?

Step one: Ask him to have a glass of juice with you, Y/n and talk.

I went and sat down and the barista came and asked me what'd I want. Prabha was here just a second ago and he left and some other man is sitting here. He's looking the other way.

"Two mojitos," I said as the man beside me turned at looked at me. Did he think I'm ordering for him too?

"For my friend who's in the dance floor," I said and that guy smiled without blinking his eyes. His round brown eyes are scary. Is he high on a non-alcoholic drink he's holding? Hahaha, people.

I took the glasses and walked away because that man looked at me like I was trying to hit on him.

Suddenly everybody started to run to the entrance to welcome someone. Only I and that man sitting near the barista are not making any effort to look at the person these people are running for.

It's Shraddha Kapoor! I didn't know she'd come!  Otherwise, I would've sneaked Saara too! She loves her!

"Shraddha dance with me!" Some guy shouted from behind me and he tackled me down while running towards Shraddha! My black dress now is wet and sticky because of the mojito.

The man sitting near the barista came to help me and I sat on the chair, grabbing tissues and trying to squeeze out the juice.

"Thank you,"I said as the guy just looked at me, without blinking. I looked away, the dance floor to see Prabha and Shraddha dancing while she's singing a song about a "Psycho saiyaan".

Mind you Shraddha I'm the one who saved his number as Psycho Prabha first!

I turned to face the table, can't bear myself to look at him dancing with her, singing with her and all. Like I don't care I just miss my friends.

The barista gave me another mojito and I drank all of it and I felt dizzy.

Does Prabha think he's the only one who can dance? Wait for me boy. This rapper can dance too! I wish Bobby is here so I can make him dance with me. Should I call him? But the party would be over by the time he arrives.

My blurred vision saw the guy sitting near me looking at me and without thinking, I grabbed his collar.

"Mister, if you don't mind. Dance with me for a while" I said while rubbing my eyes to get a clear vision and a few seconds later both of us are dancing like crazy. I can't see him clearly, or anyone. But I can sense the wildness around me.

The last thing I remember before blacking out is a pair of strong hands lifting me up.