My fault or his?

In just one week, Kevin updated me with everything, how he met Armaan, Armaan was into photography and editing stuff and Kevin joined him in first year. Armaan helped him a lot in the starting, but then Armaan’s interest diverted into the electronic music. But Kevin continued editing stuff, and now he owns a camera worth lakhs. He earns too. His hobby changed into passion. 

He calls himself cinematographer now. 

It was the part of my schedule to reach college, listen to Kevin's stuff, chirpy boy he was.  Everyday he would tell me about his ex, how they spent a night under the sky, and same old same old. I paid attention in the starting but eventually I got bored and pretend that I am listening. 

And his stupid imaginations were cherry on the top.  

During the 3rd lecture, Carol me and Kevin were sitting together. 

"Did he tell you about me and him?" Whispered Carol. She sat on my