We Both Knew

A boy wearing a black leather jacket over a plain white t-shirt, paired with ripped jeans walked into the classroom. His eyes wandered around, searching for someone...

Someone who was already sitting at the back, surrounded by her friends, laughing and giggling about something.

A slow smirk formed on his lips-
the kind that could make anyone shiver.

"Laugh as much as you want, jaaneman... very soon, that smile will disappear from your face,"
he muttered darkly.

Just then, he felt a hand on his shoulder.

He turned to find his best friend standing beside him, grinning.

"Tu idhar kya khada hai, bhai? Chal."

Neyansh let out a faint chuckle and walked with him, both of them taking their seats-right opposite the back bench.

He started talking to his friend casually, as if nothing mattered...
as if he hadn't just walked in looking for someone.

But at the back-

She was already looking at him.
Ishira leaned slightly back in her seat, her fingers tapping lightly against the desk as a slow,

knowing smirk played on her lips.
Her gaze stayed fixed on him...
even when he wasn't looking.

"I'll rip that grin off your face... very soon,"

she muttered under her breath, her voice dripping with quiet hatred.
And then-She looked away.
Like she never cared at all.