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The Pen Pal Paradox

Someone has been giving anonymous letters to Kifayat Anjum since her school days. It's not going on for one or two days but for years. No matter how she tried she couldn't find the writer of those letters. At first Anjum thought it should be a someone teasing her but day by day she realizes it's not just teasing her but also making her fall. She is really curious who is this pen pal?

Kafa_Kader · 若者
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51 Chs

Senior

After a while, They arrived at the store room of their school where all the unnecessary stuff is kept. "What are we doing here, now?"

"Didn't you just ask, how would I find everyone's handwriting? Here is the answer."

Their school's store room has all the assignments and previous exam paper of all students. Most of the time School would sell these papers to some vendors or peddlers. This store room was not very gurded previously as most students don't come here unless they are trying to hide.

But nowadays some students who have puppy love in school would come here secretly. So sometimes school guard would come to check.

"But what if the guards come?"

"That's why only me and Saba would go inside, Cyra and Lia you wait outside, give us warning when you see someone."

Saba and Kifayat went inside the store room. It was not clean and the smell of dust was too heavy. Kifayat barely managed to find the light switch which was still working.

"Hurry up. The self study hour will end in no time."

Then both became busy looking for the students paper and comparing it with letters handwriting to see if it matches.

"Not this one, not this one, this is not either."

"How are you checking it so fast?Be careful. What happens if you miss it?"

"I don't need to check carefully. Their handwriting is ugly."

"..." Saba can not deny it. Although the students handwriting is so so. But if we compare their writing with this letter, their handwriting is indeed ugly.

Time passed quietly in the store room, and it was almost time to leave, Outside Cyra and Lia told them that someone is coming.

Saba wanted to hurried out but Kifayat stopped her.

"Wait a minute. Let me check this one."

Dust was accumulated on the paper. Kifayat cleaned the dust superficially and looked at the year.

"This.. this.. paper is from four years ago."

"Then you don't need to check. When you came to school they have already left."

"No But...." Before Kifayat could finish, Saba dragged her out. Saba and Kifayat hurriedly left the room. They met the guard uncle in the middle of the way to go to class.

"Students, what are you doing here?"

"I needed to check the students paper. They came to help me."

The guards didn't understand much. He only told them to go back to class and not to roam around. After the guards left, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did you find someone?" Cyra asked with anticipation.

Kifayat and Saba shook their head in disappointment.

"Did you manage to check everyone's paper in such a short period of time."

"We did not check everyone's only the suspected ones." If they had to check everyone's handwriting, it's not possible to find it within a short period of time. So they excluded the most junior batch who just joined this year. She also excluded the ones that she can check without going to the store room. Kifayat mainly focused on the previous senior's handwriting.

"I didn't check the batch from 4 years ago."

"You mean the batch of Senior Arbaz? It can't be them."

"Saba told me the same thing but why do you look so excited while talking about him?"

"You don't know Cyra had a crush on that senior." Lia teased Cyra. Cyra felt embarrassed about that matter. "It's as if you didn't have."

"I just admired him, Besides senior was not my type."

"Was he so popular then?" Kifayat asked curiously. Speaking of Senior Arbaz she seems to met him once. But she doesn't remember very clearly.

"Of course, you don't know how famous that batch was because they left when you transfered to our school."

Speaking of this Cyra suddenly thought Kifayat's popularity in School is no less than Senior Arbaz. If he was here now, what situation would that be.

"What are you thinking? Saba asked Cyra who was frowning.

"No I just thought, if senior was here now, then he could have a chance to pair with Kifayat."

The rest of them was stunned hearing Cyra's word. Then suddenly looked at Kifayat ups and downs, "Well, they would look like a good match."

"You guys...." Kifayat was speechless for their sudden nonsense. "Enough of this small talk, go back to study."

"Tsk..So boring"

Kifayat smiled but suddenly the name he saw on that paper flashed before her eyes. She murmured the name Arbaz. I don't know if it was her illusion she felt that senior's signature was quite similar to the handwriting of the letter. Kifayat shook off her thoughts saying I will just go to the store room again to be sure.

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"Arbaz!! Big deal,"

Yes!?

Arbaz woke up by the scream. His peach blossom eyes opened in a daze. He has a perfect face shape with sharp edges and corners cut like a knife, the extremely refined facial features was which especially favored by God but at this moment he looks slightly tired and irritable for not getting enough sleep. He was awake the whole night to finish his job yesterday.

"You are still sleeping?! But I am sure if I tell you the news your sleep will be vanished in a minute."

"Don't disturb me. Leave while I am still talking nicely." Arbaz was annoyed at Samir, the friend, who tried to wake him up.

"She read your letter." Samir said calmly. "It's okay if you don't want to know the rest. I will come after you finish sleeping."

Arbaz immediately woke up, "What did just say?"

"It nothing." Samir pretended to be ignorant at first but seeing his friends gloomy face he immediately spilled the truth.

"Okay, okay I am telling you. Don't be so fierce all the time."

"Your letter was finally reached to your beloved."

"Are you sure? Could it be false?" Arbaz was a little excited also a little afraid of disappointment. Thinking of all the previous letter which was not read, he can't be sure that she read this time.