I couldn't help but feel a shock run through me as I unexpectedly came face-to-face with Abhishek. Madam scolded us for being late, but eventually allowed us to enter the class. However, as I saw Abhishek, memories of the peculiar dream I had the previous night rushed back to me. In the dream, Abhishek had transformed into a vampire, and I was on the brink of certain death. I chuckled at the absurdity of such thoughts, but couldn't shake off the feeling that dreams could be reflections of our subconscious desires and fears. Lately, I had been thinking about Abhishek more frequently, and perhaps these strange dreams were a manifestation of that preoccupation.
Surprisingly, I noticed that Abhishek's behaviour towards me had changed. He seemed less rude and more amiable as if he had transformed his own, unrelated to the dream. Maybe it was just my mind playing tricks on me, but the shift in his attitude intrigued me.
