Maybe in next life

chapter 5

Mihir🖤

As I walked into the campus, the heavy rain made the air feel cool and crisp. I made my way towards the hallway when suddenly my gaze fell upon Ruhi. She was standing in the hallway, completely drenched from the rain. Her top clung to her body, emphasizing her body, and I noticed several pairs of eyes lingering on her.

my mind went into overdrive with irritation. *What the hell are they looking at?* my jaw clenched tight.

What was she thinking, standing there in front of those guys in that state? Couldn't she see how they were leering at her? It took all my willpower not to punch all those fucking eyes.

She turned her head as I came to a stop next to her, her eyes meeting mine. A small shiver ran down my spine as I took in her dripping wet appearance, her clothes hugging her curves in a way that was far too distracting.

I crossed my arms, trying to keep myself in check, "Are you going to be like that all day?"

"Yeah, maybe... but I'll dry up eventually." My heart pounded in my chest as she replied in that soft, vulnerable voice.

God, why did she have to be so goddamn tempting? It took every ounce of self-control not to grab her and pull her into my arms, her small frame fitting so perfectly against my body.

I clenched my fists, trying to push those thoughts away, but they just kept creeping back in.

Without a word, I took off my jacket and draped it around her, covering up her upper body from their those eyes. It didn't hide her curves completely, but it was better than nothing.

she walked away with Sherlin, I couldn't help but think about her being stuck like that all day. She should be at home, dry. But something told me she was the stubborn type who wouldn't back down. God damn it, this was going to be a long day.

Dude what was that? Vihaan voice intrupted me.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by the sound of his voice. I turned to look at him, trying to control my expression. "What was what?" I asked, feigning ignorance.

He gestured towards where Ruhi had disappeared. "That. Giving her your jacket. Since when do you care?"

I shrugged, trying to act nonchalant. "It was raining. She was drenched. I was just being a gentleman, that's all."

He raised an eyebrow skeptically. "And Since when are you a gentleman?" a smirk on his face.

I gave him a dead glare, signaling him to shut it. He raised his hands in surrender, a cheeky grin on his face.

"Alright, alright," he said, backing off. "No need to get your panties in a twist."

"Just shut up and call Mr. Shah," I snapped.

Mr. Shah? You wanna buy clothes now in this heavy rain ? He asked

"Yeah". I didn't bother explaining my motives to him,"And yeah, we're going clothes shopping. Got a problem with that?"

He raised an eyebrow at me, clearly surprised by the unexpected errand. "In this rain? Why not wait till tomorrow?"

I shot him a dead serious glare. "No, we're going now. No arguments."

He made the call to Mr. Shah, who owned the most renowned clothes showroom around. Of course, I wasn't interested in shopping for myself, not when the weather was like this. It was for her.

We arrived at his showroom, the rain still pouring outside. The moment we stepped inside, we were welcomed by the warm, elegant atmosphere and the rows upon rows of designer clothes.