It was early morning. The city was still a bit sleepy, but Raghav was already fully ready and had left in his black SUV for the university. The car’s music system played songs on low volume. The air was slightly cool.
Raghav — belonged to a wealthy and respected family. His father was the owner of Singh Industries, and because of that, both students and teachers at the college respected him — or rather, feared him.
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