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𝐋𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐀𝐠𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐥
"Bhenchod!"
(Oh shit!) Shruti's voice echoed.
Oh no. This couldn't be happening.
"Wtf!" Raj gasped in disbelief.
My heart nearly stopped. Me and Prithvi quickly looked towards the door, trying to compose ourselves.
Thankfully, Shruti and Raj were both standing with their backs to us, completely engrossed in their phones.
Scrolling Reels.
"Thank God," I breathed in relief.
If they had seen me with him in this... compromising position, I'd never heard the end of it.
They would've teased me nonstop with their double-meaning jokes, as they've been doing ever since they knew Prithvi was my neighbor.
Prithvi, the 'Mr. Angry old men,' started collecting his books, avoiding eye contact.
What is going on with him?
One moment he's intense, and the next, he's avoiding me
What a bipolar person!
Wait. A . Minute.
What is going on with Me?
Seriously no, never, me and this khadoos man, NEVER!
My inner voice chimed in sarcastically, The man you were fantasizing about.
A shiver ran down my spine as during the lecture, I imagined him and me in his mansion's swimming pool, doing...
No! Absolutely not! I quickly shook off the thought. It was just... hormones, right?
Hormones or love? My mind teased.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I screamed out loud, unable to stop myself.
Prithvi, Shruti, and Raj all whipped their heads in my direction, startled by my outburst.
Shruti immediately rushed over to me, side-hugging me like I'd just seen a ghost.
"Bhn, tu theek hai?!"
(Bro, Are you okay?) she asked, her voice full of concern.
Raj, being the drama king, jumped in.
"Chudail chad gayi kya terepe?!"
(Are you possessed by a witch?) Making spooky hand gestures like a witch had possessed me.
Shruti glared at him, elbowing him hard. "Raj, shut up! I mean, are you okay?" she asked again, her worry making her voice soft.
Before I could answer, Prithvi, having finally gathered all his books, shot an intense look in my direction.
The kind of look that could either melt you or terrify you-maybe both. He spoke, his deep voice oozing sarcasm.
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