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She never believed in love at first sight. She believed in logic, in well-thought-out plans, in step-by-step processes. Love, in her opinion, was something that grew steadily, like a well-managed investment-low risk, high return. But all of that went flying out the window when she met Shubii.

It wasn't a grand, dramatic moment straight out of a movie. No violins played in the background, no slow-motion stares. Instead, it was a completely unexpected twist of fate. Esha had applied for a role in a sports management company, completely unaware that this decision would lead to a fateful encounter. They bumped into each other-quite literally.

Their first interaction? A full-fledged argument. One misunderstanding led to another, and before they knew it, they were bickering over something utterly ridiculous. In the chaos, their phones got exchanged-the only thread connecting them for the next two years. Strangers, yet unknowingly tied to each other.

For those two years, neither of them made an effort to reconnect, each lost in their own worlds. Until one day, during an interview, Shubii was asked: "Who's the weirdest person you've ever met?"

And just like that, he remembered her.

Curiosity turned into obsession-he dug through old call logs, trying to track down the girl who once fought him over a misplaced phone. But there was no name, no clear lead. Frustrated but determined, he took a wild shot-Instagram. A wrong message, a mistaken DM, and suddenly-boom. The talks began.