On the day of the race, the summer sun was blazing but it couldn't surpass the blazing enthusiasm of the students. The air is filled with anticipation and cheering.
The first game of the event was sprint for boys group. Asif was nervous because it is his first time running in this type of competition. Seeing his nervous look, everyone in class went up to him one by one to Cheer him up. Kifayat told him to enjoy the match, don't care about the results. "Anyway what could be worse than my results? Asif laughed hearing Kifayat's comfort. Saba also advised him, "Just think a wild dog is chasing you."
Cyra's told him, "Don't worry our expectations from you is not much higher than Kifayat."
Kifayat,"…....."
All the classmates including the teacher were happy to see that Asif is becoming more social and they all gave him some encouragement.
Lia's advise was much more normal."Best of luck with the match. You will be just fine."
"You never know," she said a little mischievously. "Maybe you'll surprise us all!"
Listening to these series of comfort, Asif was no longer as nervous as before. The referee blew the whistle, Asif stood on his track.
His heart started beating fast standing on the starting line, he looked at his surrounding. Seeing the eager and encouraging face of his friends and classmates he no longer felt alone. Suddenly he had the desire to win.
"On your mark, get, set, go," The match started.
As soon as the students heard the whistle blew, and they sprinted forward with all their might. All the students of section A started calling Asif's name loudly to cheer him up but soon they became so surprised that their jaw dropped. Asif not just ran fast but he ran the fastest. They could not believe the boy who was always at the back of their class, even barely spoke were so good at sports.
Asif continued to run with unwavering determination, he overtook one runner after another, his breathing became heavy, synchronizing with the rhythm of his feet.
As Asif crossed the finish line first, leaving everyone in awe. The boy they had always underestimated just now shattered their expectations. Asif felt a surge of emotion, "I did it." He said to Lia who was waiting for him in the finish line. Lia smiled at him brightly, "You did great."
Kifayat, Saba looked at each other. "Is this really Asif!!! Was he possessed by Usail bolt!?"
"Maybe, he was." I didn't expect Lia's world would come true."
Everyone excitedly went to Asif to congratulate him. Saba asked Asif, "Who are you!?"
"Yes?"
Saba shaked Asif shoulder, "Why did you not tell us before that you are so good at running?"
"Saba, don't bother him. Let him take a rest first."
Asif laughed and said while scratching his hair. " I also didn't know. Maybe bcz I was often chased by dogs and bullies before. I run very fast."
The four of them became silent.Then said, " Next time you are bullied by someone, remember to tell us."
"Actually it's not as bad as before. Maybe you don't remember but Kifayat helped me before. "
But that time he was too coward to even say thank you to her. But he is grateful that they approached him and became his friends.
Arbaz along with his friends were standing not quite far from the race track. As soon as he entered the school playground, his eyes fell on Kifayat. She wore a ponytail, which moves as she walks, a white baseball cap on her head. She looked very lovely. Arbaz saw her surrounded by students while they are talking and laughing. It's quiet annoying.
"Does she need to smile like that to everyone?" Arbaz muttered. Samir who was sitting just with him listened to his sulking.
"Sniff, sniff, did you smell something sour, Sayed?"
Arbaz gave them a warning with eyes."Who is that stupid-head?
"You don't remember? It is the boy who helped you deliver the love letter." Arbaz felt a relief. So he doesn't like her.
"But I didn't expect he is quite good at running. Arbaz do you think you would win if you complete with him?"
"Why not?"
"I mean look he is young and you are old now. Maybe you...."
"Why don't I give you a taste of my fist? To let you see how old I am."
"Hehehe, I was just joking. Why are you so serious?" Although Arbaz knew Samir was just joking with him but Arbaz still felt a little doubt.
"Is four years older a little too old?"
"Yeah, Maybe. Three years age gap means one generation gap."
"Stop fooling him, Samir" Sayed gave Samir a slap from behind.
"And Did your IQ drop after falling in love?"
...
Girls first match will start. Everyone gathered around the match to cheer for them. "Brother do you think your girlfriend is going to win the last position again?"
"No, she will win the first prize."
'Tsk, you say this every time. Let's bet."
Arbaz slapped on Samir's hand, "My girl, do you still dare to bet on her?"
"Brother it's a game."
"Still no,"
"Forget it then, let's just enjoy and pray for your girl's good game."
Sayed joked, "Pray so that she doesn't get last place. Even being second last is okay. Is that right, Arbaz.
Arbaz coldly stared at his two friends, they immediately stopped talking.