:: CHAPTER 1 ::

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 DHRUV

There are many comfort zones in my life, occupied my daily routine and habits that I couldn't change. Despite, trying my best for making some changes in my life like hitting the gym, trying to make some friends or living a typical extroverted life. My genetic extinct of being an introvert comes into play.

18th MAY 2023,

I want to lead a normal life. I want to smile, laugh and enjoy life with my fellas, I belong to love, family and brotherhood – not to the pursuit of wealth, success or ego.

I get up from my bed, walked to the balcony which was congested yet cozy. Morning is blooming with happiness, a day with new experiences.

"Dhruv?!"

"Wake up! . . . It's our first day today" Varun shouted banging on my door.

I picked my vest from the chair beside my bed, I prefer to sleep shirtless 'PRIORITIES'.

By plugging in the earbuds, I shouted back "Make some breakfast".

I am sure he probably shot back some taunts, as the 'Believer' music in my earbuds and my morning workout had my full attention.

I graduated from an elite college which was famous for its huge and impressive campus. But its admission policy was controversial, recruitment favored students who either excelled in competitive exams or their father had enough money to buy a lambo.

I met these buffoons in my college, a group of 5, enough people to win a war.

Varun, a self-conscious guy with ADHD, never thinks positive. Battles to be calm during challenging situations. Airhead with no chances of recruitment, but his father owns a lambo.

Ashwanth (Ash), weird personality with good looks. Suitable for the title 'Toxic Boyfriend'. But caring, muscular and a great gym partner. Barely passed the admission, belongs to a good family.

Diya, great person with long hair. Good at heart but talks shit on the face. Definition for 'don't judge a book my its cover'. Looks like a decent cover but turns out to be a burning coal. As toxic-toxic attracts, made Ash her boyfriend, since the 1st month of college. They sure are lasting till now.

Cecilia (Celia), definition of a 'good girl'. Zero toxic meter, angel at heart. Wrote all my assignments whenever I needed them. Turns out she had crush on me, but I diverted that crush from me to Varun. Thanks to a great wingman like me, dumbo got a girlfriend.

Her name has a 'ci' in between, which we never use.

I relocated from Maharashtra to Telangana after landing a job at MD Group of Companies, a dream company for individuals. Famous for its office campus, innovative work culture, competitive salaries and knowledgeable seniors.

The company's Hyderabad location brought us together in a new city, marking the start of an exciting new chapter in my life.

Varun's father owned a house in Hyderabad. His father was well settled with enough wealth to feed his family for ages, but wanted his son to be responsible and hardworking. So, instead of making him lean for his father's wealth. He made his son to work for a random company to earn his food.

'What a great father!'

We all shifted into Varun's house (His father's to be specific), divided our rooms through rock-paper-scissors. Helped each other for loading and unloading the interior. Developed our room's aesthetics and got ready for our first day of office.

Coming back to the present, after a refreshing workout, I cleaned up and dressed formally, ensuring my shirt was neatly tucked in. I styled my hair, applied the moisturizer and serum. Sprayed some perfume, then headed out of my room to start my day with breakfast.

"Baby, my coffee is as sweet as you"

"Aww, thanks love" *smooch *

Ugh! Celia and Varun were at it again, making goo-goo gee-gee eyes at each other over breakfast. I sat down at the table, trying to ignore their mushy conversation, which was making me cringe for the millionth time. They were sitting opposite each other, feeding each other's love-struck fantasies, while I just wanted to feed myself some peace and quiet.

I tried to distract myself from their conversation and them, I starting feeding myself.

"YOUR WIENER's A SIZE OF KITKAT" Diya burst into the hall shouting personal info, Ash followed close behind, looking like they were about to 'snap' under the pressure.

Wiener? Kit-kat? What?

"That's why your mom's breath smells so good" Ash shouted pulling back himself, preparing for the physical attacks.

Ooooohhhh! The classic meme. But Ash is dead at this point. Need to do something.

"H-Hey guys, what happened? Why are you storming in the morning?" I asked while getting in between both of them, trying to be a peacemaker.

Celia and Varun were unbothered, lost in their own worlds. Still feeding the toast into each other's mouth.

Seriously? Love is a disease dude.

"I want it to be 'Eren' from Attack on Titan" Ash shouted by pulling his face out of my arm.

"I want it to be 'Dazai' from Bungo Stray Dogs" Diya shouted back by grabbing a butter knife from the table.

"Chill! Chill! CHILLLL!!!" Let me take some breath you morons.

After they both got their senses back, mainly when Diya placed the butter knife back onto the table.

I asked as a peacemaker, "What's up? Why is this shit?"

"We were imagining what our future children might be called, so Ash says- "

"Stop!" I said while getting up from the couch and moving back to the dining table.

"Please continue with your fights. I am not fit for this job. I resign" I am disappointed with life.

These people make me jealous and cringe at the same time.

As they both continued to fight with their bullshit, I was having my breakfast in midst of this commotion.

Until I realized that I have another two morons, having their breakfast or smooches I don't know to be specific, exactly opposite to me.

My enthusiasm for morning is gone, my mood is penetrated to hell. I feel single as fuck. I need a girlfriend as these people are now making me desperate to have one.

Hoping for the best in the office.

I seriously hope for the best (I need a girlfrienddd).

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