
It was the month of June, when Kavya, 18 years old at that time, dragged her luggage into her hostel room. She had managed to acquire admission in one of the most prestigious college of the country in Delhi. Originally belonging to a medium class family of Punjab, she was quite reserved. But she was extremely good in studies. So she was praying that her room mate should also be someone studious just like her.
As she started arranging her stuff in the room, another girl of her age entered the room. She was dressed very casually in jeans and top, chewing a gum. Her hair tied in a bun behind her head.
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