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Vijay was in the market with Shiva, his mind constantly focused on Kavya. He couldn't stop thinking about her, and today, he was determined to do something special.
He had been buying flowers for her every day, leaving them at different places near her house, hoping she would wear them.
He knew Kavya thought someone from her family was leaving the flowers for her, but it was always him.
He took pride in it, feeling a strange happiness whenever he saw her wearing the flowers he had carefully chosen for her.
As he walked through the market, Vijay's eyes scanned the crowd, but his focus was on one thing: the flowers.
He had picked out the best ones that day, a bouquet of white lilies, Kavya's favorite.
As he reached the stall to pay for them, something caught his attention.
It was the same little boy who had given Kavya a kiss on the cheek the other day, the one who had made Vijay feel a pang of jealousy.
The sight of the boy made his blood boil. The jealousy was eating at him.
He couldn't stand the thought of someone else, especially a child, getting close to Kavya.
He called the boy over, his voice sharp with anger. "Hey, come here," Vijay said, his tone colder than usual.
The boy hesitated but then walked toward him. Shiva, who was standing next to Vijay, immediately recognized the situation.
He saw the way Vijay's eyes were locked on the child, the jealousy practically radiating off him.
Vijay leaned down a little to look at the boy, his eyes narrowed.
"Should I tell your parents that you're giving flowers to your teacher, Kavya?" he asked, his voice dripping with tension.
The little boy wasn't scared. Instead, he glared up at Vijay with a defiant look. "No problem," he said boldly.
"My parents also like her. She's nice, and I like her too."
Vijay felt his blood boil even more. How dare this child speak like that about her?
His jealousy was bubbling over, and he couldn't hold back the frustration anymore. He was furious.
Shiva, watching the entire exchange, burst into laughter.
He couldn't help it. The situation was too funny, seeing Vijay usually so confident and proud getting worked up over a little boy.
Vijay, his fists clenched, wasn't having it.
"You're a little brat, aren't you?" he muttered under his breath.
Then, in a quick movement, he knocked the boy's head playfully, but there was no kindness in it.
It was a small gesture, but to the boy, it felt like a challenge.
The boy glared at him, clearly offended.
"What's wrong with you?" he shot back.
But Vijay didn't care. He was too caught up in his own feelings to think rationally.
"I'll marry her," Vijay muttered through gritted teeth, almost as if to himself.
"She's mine. Back off, you three-foot creature."
