Ankita was jittery as she strolled to the grounds and lined up with the rest of the girls. She glanced at the sea of heads before her. As usual, she was the last in the row, thanks to her height. She was taller than most girls, and it seemed that she wouldn’t stop growing. Many a time, she has pondered over how tall she would be by the time she hit twenty.  

 

The chatter was deafening, and she wondered what they had so much to talk about! Unlike others, she could barely start or keep up with a conversation. 

 

Her gaze rested on the girl before her. Her hair was...