Gossips erupted the moment Zain arrived at the school parking lot, with Sasha on the bike. He didn't give a fuck about what the students have to say, but there was a feeling in his mind at this moment, which was becoming a pain to him. Why does he feel like he wants to hold Sasha's hands and personally take her to her classroom? Why does he feel a sort of compulsion to protect the girl? "Wait, I'll get you down." Zain said, when he felt Sasha struggling with her snickers to touch the ground. He got down from the bike first, and then he grabbed Sasha's waist in an attempt to help her down, but their eyes met in the process and their breaths mingled. The look in Sasha's beautiful eyes brought Zain under hypnosis as he stood unmovable, just staring at the girl. "Um, please help me down." Sasha whispered as she took her eyes off Zain, glancing around to see some of the students staring at them and gossiping. Zain snapped out and proceeded to help her down from th
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