naashith
Naashith is the human version of a turbocharged engine. And if you’re Muslim, you’re basically the universe’s favorite kid.
Naashith is the reason I have a headache every Monday. He’s like a coffee machine with a personality.
My friend Naashith is so energetic, he could start a war just to get a snack.
Naashith walked into the gym and the weights started sweating. I swear it was him.