◇ Checking the time on my watch, I barged out of my hotel room only to collide with someone. A tub of chocolate ice cream splashed all over my white night dress. Fuming with anger, I looked up to see the culprit who caused this damage, but froze as soon as I saw his face. Shubman Gill stood right infront of me, smiling while scratching his neck, as the next sentence unknowingly escaped my mouth. "Oh boy, is this.. an.." I blinked before saying the next word. "Illusion?" ◇