The Accidental Neighbor

A Shubman Gill Fanfiction

Mumbai never slept.
For some, it was the city of dreams-bright lights, endless traffic, late-night chai at tapris, and a skyline that glittered like a promise. For others, it was a test, demanding grit and patience before it rewarded ambition.

For Ira Malhotra, Mumbai was a beginning. A new penthouse, a new independence, and the countdown to her debut fashion collection. She had sketched through sleepless nights, stitched until her fingers ached, and fought self-doubt more than once. Now, the city felt like her runway.

For Shubman Gill, Mumbai was just another stop in a life already under the spotlight. His days belonged to cricket, his nights to training, his face to the flashing cameras of the world. Fame followed him everywhere-on the pitch, at airports, in coffee shops. But what it didn't give him was peace. Or normalcy.

Two neighbors. Two lives orbiting on opposite ends of chaos and simplicity.
Their story didn't begin with a grand entrance, or fate weaving some perfect fairytale. It began with something much smaller-
a loud thud at midnight, a furious knock on the door, and a girl who had no idea she was about to yell at India's most talked-about cricketer.

The accidental neighbor.
The one who would change everything.