FIRST YEAR FEVER - 4

The lecture hall buzzed like a fish market on discount day.Students were chatting, scrolling, throwing paper balls like they were training for the IPL. Just then a paper ball landed on the professor's balding head.Everyone froze.Professor: "WHO. DID. THIS?"Silence.Not even a pen moved.And then.."HAHAHAHAHA"A loud, unmistakable laugh broke through the silence.All heads turned.Standing near the last bench was a girl with big jhumkas, sharp eyeliner and the kind of confidence that could only come from someone who had zero fear of detention."Sir," she managed between laughs, "please... it wasn't me, but damn, that aim deserves a trophy!"The professor narrowed his