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The air was electric with tension as Vani's eyes blazed with fury, her hands shaking with rage as she rummaged through her bag, searching for something to unleash her wrath. The moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the campus as Vani's anger reached a boiling point.
Shravan stood before her, a smirk on his face, fueling Vani's ire like gasoline poured onto a fire. The crowd around them seemed to fade into the background, leaving only the two of them, locked in a battle of wills.
As she walked, the sound of her footsteps echoed through the night air, punctuated by the distant hum of crickets and the soft rustle of leaves.
Vani's eyes scanned the campus, her gaze finally coming to rest on a group of boys smoking and drinking in the shadows. With a fierce determination, Vani snatched a lighter and an alcohol bottle from them, the boys' eyes widening in shock as they realized what was happening. "Hey, what the...?" one of them muttered, but Vani was already gone, the lighter and bottle clutched tightly in her hand.
The Ducati Superleggera V4, Shravan's prized possession, gleamed in the moonlight, its sleek lines and curves seeming to mock Vani as she approached.
The bike was worth over 1cr, a symbol of Shravan's wealth and status. But to Vani, it was something more - a symbol of Shravan's heartlessness, his willingness to use and discard people like trash.
"No, Vani, don't!" someone in the crowd shouted, but Vani didn't listen.
With a fierce cry, Vani poured the alcohol all over the bike. The crowd gasped in shock, and someone screamed, "Oh my god, she's going to burn it!"
Then, with a swift motion, Vani lit the lighter and set the bike ablaze. The flames erupted, and the crowd gasped in horror.
Shravan's friends rushed forward to stop her but he held up a hand, his eyes fixed on her face, "let her", he said, his voice low.
"Shravan, your bike!" someone shouted, but Shravan just stood there, his eyes fixed on Vani's face.
The crowd around them gasped in shock as Vani lit the lighter, the flame erupting into a blaze of fire that seemed to engulf the bike. The sound of crackling flames and shattering glass filled the air, punctuated by the distant wail of sirens.
The moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the campus as the flames burned brighter, casting flickering shadows on the ground. Vani's eyes locked onto Shravan's, her gaze burning with a fierce intensity as she spoke. "Now I hope you will hate me, Mr. Shravan Rajput ," she spat, her voice trembling with vulnerability and hate.
The flames burned around them, casting a golden glow over the campus. The air was thick with the smell of smoke and burning rubber, the sound of crackling flames and shattering glass filling the air.
