CHAPTER- 3

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"Sachi Sinha, how much do you love interrupting me?' Abhimanyu spat, his anger simmering just below the surface. And to make matters worse, his biggest hater - the one person he couldn't stand to look at, let alone acknowledge - was standing right in front of him, arms crossed and eyes fixed on him with an unblinking stare.

"Excuse me, but you're blocking my path. ( by the way, this isn't your average tale where the villain bullies the heroine. I forgot to mention that earlier, didn't I? Well, let me correct that. This story takes a different turn. You see, Sanchi, is the only one in college who refuses to cower in fear of Abhimanyu Desai. And that, ironically, makes him despise her even more.)

"Can't you just take a detour? There's plenty of space elsewhere. Or do you have a secret fondness for butting heads with me, just so you can justify gazing into my eyes?" Abhimanyu sneered, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Look at you? Ha! You're a joke. All you've got is that obnoxious pumpkin face and a bullying attitude to match. And what's with the PDA (public display of affection)in front of my locker? Can't you see I'm trying to access my own stuff? Why are you so fixated on everything that's mine? Do you have some kind of obsession with me or something?"

Abhimanyu's eyes widened as he checked the name on the locker - 'Sachi' was written in bold letters. He was caught off guard, with no clever retort to save face. He had been so distracted by Shanaya that he hadn't even noticed he had positioned her between him and Sachi's locker. With a sheepish grin, he grabbed Shanaya's wrist and began to pull her away, trying to save himself from further embarrassment.

Sanchi rummaged through her locker, muttering to herself. ''I don't know what he thinks he is. Thinks he's above everyone just because he's got his father's money. I don't get what these girls see in him. Is it just his muscular body? Ugh, have you seen his face? Sada hua kaadu lagta hai. He's totally ruined my mood.''

Sanchi's thoughts were interrupted by a gentle hand on her shoulder. A soft smile spread across her face as she recognized the touch. She turned around....

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