The Life Of Normal-Taro

Next Friday came by with the blink of an eye. It was way too fast in Taro's mind. Usually things move way too slow, but this time around it moved too fast. He believed he was kinda waiting for the spar with Harish, so the time moved faster for him.

Taro was prepared that day. He bought his gi a few days ago. The gi was one of the most generic gi's one could ever see. 

The gi didn't have the emblem of the dojo, and it was plain white. So, no one would get any idea from it.

Anyhow, by the time the activity period came, Abhirami actually rushed to find him. "Mr Sadanandan!" She waved her arm and came running towards him.

"Hey! Stop running in the corridors." He instructed.

"Hmm, now you choose to act like a teacher, huh?" Abhirami sighed.

"What do you mean?" Taro asked, tilting his head sideways, confused about what she said.

In his mind, he had always acted like a teacher, so he didn't know what made her say that this was the only time he acted like one.

"Ha… Nothing." She replied.

"Is that so?" This time around, Taro was the one who sighed.

He always hated a conversation like this when someone says nothing for an answer. However, he didn't show that in his face and decided not to pry any further.

"So, why are you here?" Taro asked.

"Aren't you coming to the dojo this week?" She asked.

"I promised Mr Harish, didn't I?" Taro smiled.

"Ah, the spar! I completely forgot about that! It's gonna be pretty exciting!" She said in a cheerful tone, however Taro knew she didn't actually forget about it but acting like that to build up anticipation, which is an extremely weird tactic.

"Yea, let me just wear my gi. I'll meet up in the auditorium." Taro replied.

"Dojo."

"Huh?"

"We'll call the place dojo for now." Abhirami spoke.

"Ah, yea. I'll meet up with you in the dojo." Taro corrected himself.

"Cool. Bye!" Abhirami went back the same way she came to him—running.

"This girl! Why doesn't she listen to me when I say not to run in the corridors?" Taro sighed as he was preparing to change his clothes.

He entered the twelfth grade since there was no one in the class, unlike the staff room, which had a few teachers. He tried locking the door to the class, but soon noticed that there isn't a lock from the inside for the classroom.

Therefore, he did the next best thing. He closed the door and laid a bench by it so no one could open it. But once he undressed himself, he noticed two intense stares at him. Normally, he couldn't sense stuff like that, however, this time around, the stares were extremely intense that it gave him no choice but to notice.

Taro looked around and his eyes fell towards a pair of eyes that were staring at him through the slit of the door that he tried closing up completely with the bench. Initially he acted as if he didn't notice it to make the creep lose their guard and once that person did, he rushed towards him in full speed to the point that he put the bench aside, swung open the door and grabbed the culprit in a singular flow.

"You! Why the hell are you here?" Taro let go of his grab on the person and sighed. 

It was Abhirami. "Well, I thought I should maybe give you a company." Abhirami nervously chuckled.

"You know what you did right now is stalker-esque, right?" Taro asked.

"Really? I was just admiring you though." She said with a bright smile dawned on her face.

This made Taro sigh yet again. "Just reverse the scenario and you'll get what I meant." Taro replied.

Abhirami thought for a while before blushing. "You know, if it's you doing that, I'm fine with-" Before she could complete her sentence, Taro interrupted her. He didn't want to hear another word from her mouth.

"Stop. Just stop. It's not me. It's some other creep doing this. A creep that you don't have even a hint of feeling towards. Would you be fine with that?" Taro asked.

"No, I won't be." She answered. She got what Taro meant by what he said- he didn't have any sort of feeling towards her. But she didn't care about that. But what hurt was his comparison of her with a creep.

"Cool, now head to the dojo now. I still have to put my actual dress in someplace safe so that no one does anything weird with it." Taro ordered.

"Okay, see you later." Abhirami once again turned back. However, this time around, she didn't run like before, which gave Taro a bit of relief.

"Ah, seems like the girl listens to me even though it takes a bit of an effort to make her listen." Taro sighed. "By the way, who was the second one then?" He mumbled as he got in.

The Wadorian was pretty sure that there was someone else other than Abhirami who stared at him with the same intensity. However, when he looked around for the person, he couldn't even get a whiff of them. It seemed like they were pretty much an expert in such stuff.

"...Or that extra person doesn't even exist!" Taro muttered as he kept his dress on the top of the shelf where some books were kept. "Then let's head to the dojo, shall we?" Taro stepped out of the classroom with excitement.

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Few minutes after Taro left the classroom. Had someone accidentally opened the door of the twelfth grade, they would've seen the vice principal of the school sniffing a dress.

"Ah…. Sadanandan's smell is all over this dress!" She cried as she continued sniffing it like it's the last day of her life. "This is bliss!" She cried yet again.

It took her another ten minutes to get back to normalcy. While she looked as if she was enjoying the sniff session before, she looked deadly serious as he folded his clothes.

"Now… What is the Abhirami girl trying to do with MY Sadanandan? Should I just deal with her once and for all?" Rita was brewing sinister thoughts in her mind at that time.

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