Ishq Ki Deewangi | SIAA ♡

Chapter 7

As it was exam time, tension lingered in the air, thick and heavy. The silence felt like the calm before a storm. Both Dhruv and Rishabh were tense, unsure of what to do. The sound of scribbling on paper and the scratching of pens against it echoed clearly.

Rishabh glanced at the teacher, who was busy solving a doubt for another student. Seizing the opportunity, he whispered Adviti's name, who was deeply engrossed in solving sums.

"Aduuuu!" he whispered.

Adviti looked at him, raising her eyebrows in question.

"Kyaaa haiii?" she whispered back.

"Pleaseee yaar, thoda kuch bata de!" he pleaded in a hushed voice.

"Pagal hai kya? First bench pe baithke copy???" she hissed.

"Yaarrrr, please bata de! Thoda toh sahi! Agar sala fail hua na, toh tumhari sasu maa mujhe ulta latka degi!" he said, completely in flow.

"Arehhhh woh—kyu tumko ulta latkayegi????—ek min, kyaaaaa?" The last word came out louder than intended, grabbing everyone's attention and making her shrink in embarrassment.

The teacher walked towards her. "Adviti, what happened?" she asked sternly.

"N-nothing, ma’am. Shoes mein kuch gaya hoga… woh chuba hoga toh—" she stammered, stealing a glance at Rishabh, who had just realized the gravity of his words.

"Acha acha! Sit quietly; this is an exam hall!" the teacher said, moving away to patrol the class again.

"TUUUU—tu na mujhse baat mat karna abhi! I swear I’m gonna kill you!" Adviti roared at him in a low whisper.

"Yaarrr, kill baad mein karna! Pehle answers bata de, please!" he said, joining his hands in mock pleading.

"Accha, bata, kaunsa wala chahiye? Dekh toh, tujhe baad mein bhi dikh sakti hoon! Phir bataungi!" she muttered, flipping the pages of her answer sheet.

"Haawww! Itna handsome hoon, yeh nahi pata tha! Aaj pata chala ki tum bhi mujhe dekhne ke liye tarasti ho! Aur itni jaldi pyaar ka izhaar karogi, yeh bhi nahi pata tha!" he said dramatically, resting his face on his palm.

"Bhakkkkk! Ab toh tereko koi answers nahi milne wale!" she snapped, ignoring him and continuing to write her paper.

Rishabh tried calling her name a few more times, but she pointedly ignored him.

Meanwhile, on the fourth bench, Dhruv hesitated but eventually leaned towards Shridha for help. Being the class topper, Shridha had never cheated in exams before. But as Dhruv begged relentlessly, she finally gave in, feeling compelled to help.

Lifting her paper slightly, as if checking her answers, she subtly showed him her work. Dhruv quickly copied some steps into his own sheet.

Behind them, Ruchika was watching everything unfold, her face alight with malice. The fire of revenge burned bright in her eyes as she plotted her move.

After a few moments of deliberation, she raised her hand. "Ma’am!" she called.

Shridha immediately lowered her paper, and Dhruv turned his gaze towards the window, pretending to be uninterested.

"Yes, Ruchika? Any problem?" the teacher asked as she approached.

"Ma’am, actually, some students here are cheating!" she said, glancing accusingly at Dhruv and Shridha.

The teacher’s gaze sharpened as she scanned the room, focusing on the pair in question. "Are you sure, Ruchika?"

"Yes, ma’am. I’m absolutely sure!"