Meri Rani (Indian College Romance)
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Virat Singh Rajput, the heartthrob of Delhi University, was lounging in the canteen with his usual charm, when he caught a girl stealing glances at him. Smirking, he decided to put her on the spot.
"Hey, you!" he called out loud, making sure everyone turned to look at her. The girl-Rani, as he would later learn-froze in her seat, eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights.
Virat leaned back, expecting her to blush, stutter, maybe even confess a secret crush. Instead, she nervously fiddled with the hem of her dupatta and said, "Uh... your shirt... it's inside out."
Silence.
Virat looked down, and sure enough, the tag of his designer shirt was sticking out for the whole world to see. A few snickers echoed around the canteen.
For the first time in his life, Virat Singh Rajput was the one getting embarrassed.
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