Changing the future with an Hour Glass

The fear and anger was clear in Parbati's face.

Well anyways, I let her to stand on the stairs properly.

(To myself) 'Wait, I felt like someone watching me!'

I looked here and there, but there was no one suspicious.

'Today I let you go, but there will be no next time', I said.

(To myself) 'Today was the best day ever. I was able to confront Parbati for the first time!'

Suddenly, I bumped into someone's back.

'I am so-'

'Are you ok? You aren't hurt, right?'

(To myself) 'Who is this? I haven't seen anyone like him here on 4th floor. White hair, dark violet eyes with big lashes, long nose bridge ,milky white skin tone with good physique and visual! If he can be a part of the group that I am making for that very idol competition, that would be great!'

'What is your name? Do you have any interest in singing and dancing?', I asked enthusiastically.

'U-uh, I, what?', he asked in a confused look.

(To myself) 'Oh Shit! Looks like I startled him.'

'Sorry, extremely sorry. Actually I was given the task of making a group or a team for school idol completion which will be held after 3 months according to the poster. So, I was searching for good candidates for being our member of the group. Your visuals and physique are really purrrfect! So, I wanted to ask if you are interested in being one of the 1st member of my group. Again, I am extremely sorry for startling you'.

(To myself) 'Looks I really blurred all out. Sooo shameful.'

'Pfft- My name is Bhaskar Chowdhury from grade 9, section C. I am good at singing but mid in dancing, maybecome better if I practice. Can I join your group, my lady?'

(To myself) 'My lady? Huh!

'Sure, why not?', I replied.

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(Later, in the class)

(To myself) 'Ohhh! Finally it is lunch break! Let's see what mother gave me for tiffin today.'

'Uu- can I join your group too? I heard you are given task of making a group of 13 members for the school idol competition. Can I be a member of that too?'

(To myself) 'Soo beautiful, soo adorable. Her face is so small with bunny eyes. Her voice is also so soft, smooth. Purrrfect!'

'Who are you? What is your name?', I asked.

'My name is Aisha Debnath from grade 8, section A', she answered.

'What are you good at?'

'Wait, Can I join too?' Ram and Suheon simultaneously interrupted our conversation.

'Me too, I want to join too', Rahul said.

'What, you are going tooo? What! Our cold king with grumpy expression is going to join tooo!' said Suheon with excitement.

'Wait, wait, let me right all the names? What are you all good at?'

'We can rap', said Ram and Suheon again simultaneously.

'I am good at dancing', answered Aisha.

'I can both sing and dance', a deep voice came along with all others. That is of course Rahul's.

'So now our group have 6 members including me, I need more 7', I said by sighing.

'Six? there are 5 members present here. Who is the other lucky guy?' asked Ram.

'Well, he is the 1st chosen by me. We just met on the hallway. He was a transfer student too (later heard) so that is why it was our first meeting. His name is Bhaskar. He is from grade 9, section C. He is polite and friendly, you make like him.

'What, who? Bhaskar transferred here too?' Rahul got agitated and surprised.

(To be continued)