“Their exams are next month and she failed again. This is the fourth test in a row.” Zain heard his fellow worker’s voice, groaning with the sound of his whining heard by the whole staff room.

“What happened, Sir Kasim?” Zain asked, leaning, chuckling at his demeanor, wearing his black shirt and pants with sleeves rolled to the elbow, tie perfectly worn, eye-catching to all female students but it’s too late to cast an eye upon him, he was already wearing his engagement ring as a pendant around his neck.

“It’s Hoorain, she was an above average student, a truly good one but for the past few weeks, she has...