Misty Rain

"Oye, Miss Universe," he teased, a playful grin dancing on his lips. She shot him a fierce glare, determination etched across her features, and turned away to walk forward.

"Lucky!" he called after her, quickening his pace. She continued to ignore him, her heart racing in defiance.

In a swift motion, he caught up and pinned her against the transparent glass wall, rain cascading down like shimmering diamonds. The thunder roared, competing with the rapid beating of her heart. She whispered his name, "Shourya."

"Jagathi," he murmured, leaning closer, their faces inches apart. "Why can't you just admit that you love me?" He traced the outline of her lips with his thumb, a teasing glint in his eyes.

"No," she whispered, her lips trembling slightly as she fought the surge of emotion swelling inside her. He leaned in, their breaths mingling, and for a heartbeat, time stood still. She closed her eyes, her fists clenching as the tension between them crackled in the air.

Just when she thought he would kiss her, he pulled back, a smirk on his face, and instead pressed a gentle kiss to her cheek. Stunned, she blinked as he stepped back, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

After a moment, she opened her eyes, searching his face for answers, and, overwhelmed, she turned and dashed outside, the storm engulfing her. He watched her run, the silhouette of her figure fading into the mist, his heart aching with unspoken words.

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