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Turning around I glanced at him. The one who is surreal to my life. His hands were inserted in his jean's pocket. Staring at him with a bright smile on my face, I was examining his childish behaviour. He was looking at the ground by humming some music and kicking the dried dead leaves and branches which were covering the land.

"What?,"he shrugged his shoulders at me with raised eyebrows