Reckless Rival : An Indian college romance

Chapter 10

A few days later...

Rana drove his bike into his designated parking spot. It was late at night, but he wanted to clear his mind. He had woken up in the middle of the night thinking of Nami and needed to shake away the thoughts. The long drive where his thoughts were drowned in the engine's roar and lost in the dust helped.

He walked away from his motorbike toward the stairs that led to the housing units. He was on the last step when he heard a squeaking noise. He stopped and looked in the direction of the sound but didn't see anything immediately.

Just as he was about to look away, he saw the movement in the shadows. It was a person moving along the walls of the parking area where cars were parked. The space was dimly lit at that time of the night, and Rana watched as he pulled out his phone to alert the campus security.

It was impossible for any intruder to be inside the campus at any time, so it had to be a student. Giving the person the benefit of doubt, Rana held off on calling the security. He didn't want to startle them by making his presence known so he stood still, wondering what the person was up to.

Rana watched as the person dressed in all black with a hoodie pulled all the way down and a mask covering their face stepped into the light, their eyes looking at a security camera. He was filled with intrigue when he realized the student was moving along the blind spots.

Smart!

As he stood rooted to his spot, he could not wait to see what the person was up to, but something about the student's posture and the way they moved with a small bag, he could tell it was a girl. What was she doing in a parking lot at that time of night? Was that a secret rendezvous spot to meet her boyfriend?

Just as he was going through all the possibilities, he kept his eyes on the person and her movements. The girl walked past some of the parked cars and stopped at a light blue one. He had not seen the car on campus before so it must be new. He was curious about the person's intention as she peeked into the driver's side window.

Checking if the car alarm is turned on? What does she want to do?

What she did next made his jaw drop. The girl pulled out eggs from her backpack and held them in her hands for a long moment as if contemplating her choice. The next moment, the eggs were cracked against each other and dropped on the car's hood.

What the heck?

Rana watched in sheer disbelief as the person cracked one raw egg after another that she carried in her backpack. And every time she broke an egg and layered it on the hood of the light blue car, they were placed carefully so the nearby cars didn't get splashed. He shook his head, half a smile on his face when he realized this girl was vandalizing someone's car, knowing how raw egg could damage the paint on the car within hours.

Genius!

Torn between stopping her and minding his own business, he was about to look away and leave the scene when something caught his eye. The girl pulled up her sleeve when some of the egg splashed on it, and that's when he caught sight of the watch she had on—a man's watch and an extremely familiar one.

Only one person he knew wore a classic men's watch. Namrata Varma.

On instinct, he turned on his camera and took a video of her cracking more eggs and rubbing the yolk along the side of the car. Once satisfied her work was done, she took off her gloves and other items and placed them in a trash bag before stuffing everything back into the backpack she had with her.

Rana had a tough time containing his laughter as he captured her vandalism act on video. This is all he needed to get her out of Simha. Away from him. He stood still, recording how she traced back her steps staying away from the security cameras.