10 partes Continúa The buzzing corridors of the institute were as chaotic as a Monday morning. Four boys were huddled near the canteen, arguing over the ultimate college debate: chai vs coffee. Enter four girls, striding in like they owned the place. One of them overheard the debate and couldn't resist jumping in.
"Chai is for uncles," she quipped.
"Coffee is just overpriced water," one of the boys shot back, smirking.
What started as a playful jab quickly turned into an all-out war. The boys claimed chai had soul, while the girls argued coffee had class. The volume rose, heads turned, and suddenly, it wasn't about beverages anymore.
"Library ke liye space chhodo!" the girls demanded.
"Library? Wah, aur phir Instagram pe 'study vibes' daalna, right?" the boys retorted.
Amid the banter, someone accidentally stepped on someone else's foot. A mock glare was exchanged, followed by an exaggerated "Ouch, mere Gucci shoes!"
"Gucci? Yeh toh Sarojini ka maal lag raha hai!"
The laughter that followed made it impossible to stay mad. Just as a ceasefire seemed possible, the peon appeared: "Yahan fair laga rakha hai? Class karo, warna report hoga!"
And just like that, the battlefield turned into a team effort to avoid trouble.
