𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐭

Part 36

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One Week Later

Excitement crackled in the air like electricity as St. Xavier’s High School transformed into a battleground of school spirit. Banners flapped wildly, drums echoed through the corridors, and students dashed around in their sports jerseys, yelling strategies and last-minute pep talks.

Sports Day was finally here.

The basketball court, freshly painted for the grand event, gleamed under the bright stadium lights. The bleachers were packed with students, teachers, and an enthusiastic mix of St. Xavier’s and Blossom High supporters.

But in the middle of all this chaos, Tarun was the picture of quiet intensity.

Unlike his teammates, who were hyping up the crowd, cracking jokes, or flexing their biceps for the Blossom High girls, Tarun stood cold and composed, his gaze fixed on the court. The noise around him barely registered.

“TARUNNNN!! WE LOVE YOUUUU!!” someone screamed from the stands.

He didn’t even flinch.

A slight nod, a glance toward his teammates, and that was it. No dramatic reactions. No playful smirks. Just focus.

Rahul, stretching beside him, whistled. “Bro, even Blossom High girls are simping over you.”

Tarun, rolling his shoulders, didn’t even look up. “Talent speaks.”

Rajveer smirked. “Oh, sure, sure. I’m sure they’re here for your ‘talent’ and not because you run your hand through your hair every five minutes like a Bollywood hero.”

Tarun shot him a blank look. “Shut up and warm up.”

But despite the light banter, Tarun’s mind wasn’t fully in it.

His mind kept drifting to Tara.

She had been different lately. Distant. Cold. Silent.

No more morning texts.
No more teasing him in class.
No more late-night calls where they talked about everything and nothing.

And now, she sat in the stands, arms folded, expression neutral.

No cheering. No sarcastic remarks. No excitement.

And to make things worse—
Sitting beside her was some Blossom High guy, Harsh—smiling, leaning in, saying something that made Tara laugh.

Tarun’s jaw clenched.

Rajveer, ever the troublemaker, followed his gaze and smirked. "Kuch jyada hi khass dost nahi lag raha tara ka, they are pretty much close." (Tara’s ‘friend’ seems a little too close, huh?)

Tarun didn’t react. Didn’t even blink.

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Meanwhile, in the Stands…

Ishita was practically vibrating with excitement, waving a St. Xavier’s flag like her life depended on it. “Areeee, why is Tarun bhai acting like a villain in a revenge drama? Thoda toh crowd ko pyaar dikhade!” (Why is Tarun acting like a villain in a revenge drama? At least show some love to the crowd!)

Tiya giggled. “Unka pyaar ab doosre ladke ke saath hass raha hai.” (His love is currently laughing with another guy.)

Mahi turned toward Tara, dramatically gasping. “EXCUSE ME, MADAM. What is this? Why are you laughing with some outsider? Have you forgotten your responsibilities as the basketball captain’s girlfriend?”