He packed his half-empty bag and stepped out of his class room adhering that steady walk with his head held high, wearing the same brown lab uniform which he had worn the previous day, with pride. Five buildings and eight departments across the way and nothing stopped him. The couples in romance and the driving aroma from the canteen never bothered him. That was one kingly attitude that he always possessed. And to his own surprise came a moment where his so called swag dissolved in an instant when he locked eye contact with her- accidentally and unknowingly. The eyes which were earlier dominating now trembled with anxiety like vibrations with a million degrees of freedom. With both the eyes on the ground, he did not realise he was losing his cool and for the first time he felt ashamed of the colour covering his skin.
Steadying his mind he tried once again to focus the disturbance. AGAIN! Her eyes weren't off. The courage was a mere mirage. He then took the yards to exit in a quick pace, yelling to himself yet smiling, "WHAT WAS THAT?!"
