Not impressed, sharma.

The stadium is loud.
Her head hurts.

Thousands of people screaming one name-
for one man.

Abhishek Sharma.

To the world, he's a star.

To her?

Just... a cricketer.

Myra Deshmukh doesn't do obsession.

She doesn't chase fame.

And she definitely doesn't lose her mind over men with cameras following them.

Dragged into the madness of an world cup match by her two chaotic best friends-

Shahira, who screams like she's personally known him her entire life,

and Kavya, who thinks everything is a joke until it's not-

Myra is already done.

"Have they never seen a man before?" she mutters, unimpressed.

Wrong place.
Wrong time.

Because he hears it.

And suddenly-

Out of thousands of voices calling his name,
the only one he notices...

is the one that doesn't.

A glance that lingers a second too long.
A girl who doesn't look back.

A conversation that ends before it begins.

And just like that-

What should've been nothing

becomes something he can't ignore.

Because for the first time-

He's not the one being chased.

And she's the one walking away.

"Tum kabhi impressed hoti bhi ho?"

"Not impressed, Sharma."

Some stories start with love.

This one starts with irritation.

It started with an cricket match.
Who knew it would end with them....✨️