The soft morning light slipped quietly into the room, brushing past the thin curtains and settling gently over everything it touched. The air felt lighter than usual, carrying a calm warmth that didn't need absolute silence to be noticed.

Outside the window, faint birdsong broke the stillness soft, uneven chirps rising and falling as the world slowly woke up. It didn't feel loud or distracting. It just felt like a gentle reminder that time was moving forward.

As the sunlight slowly reached Vrindhika's face, she stirred a little, her brows relaxing instead of tightening into their usual defensive frown. For a long moment, she didn't open her eyes. She just lay there, holding onto a warm, unfamiliar feeling that felt quietly overwhelming.

The vivid memories of the boy on the black sports bike from last night were still fresh in her mind.

With a soft sigh, Vrindhika finally opened her eyes. But the second her gaze dropped to the wall clock, her peaceful expression completely shattered.

"Oh no... sirf bees minute bache hain! (Only twenty minutes left!) I am going to be so late today!"

She practically threw her blanket aside and rushed into the bathroom. Usually, Vrindhika loved taking her time under the warm water, losing herself in her thoughts. But today? She didn't even know how she managed to finish her entire shower routine in a record-breaking ten minutes.

Sprinting back into her room, she quickly slipped into her uniform, tied her hair into a neat, high ponytail, and grabbed her school bag from the study table. On her way out, she abruptly stopped in front of the small home mandir.

Joining her hands tightly together, she looked up at the beautiful idols of Radha Krishna. "Radha Rani... Madhav, please save me today. Just let me reach before the prayer bell rings. I promise I will wake up on time tomorrow!"

She bowed her head quickly, dipped her finger into the small brass bowl, and applied a cool drop of chandan tilak on her forehead.

From the kitchen, the familiar sound of a steel spoon clinking against a pot echoed. "Vrindha... come quickly, beta. Your tea is ready."

Vrindhika's brows furrowed in pure panic as she stepped into the kitchen. "Nanu! Why didn't you wake me up? I am going to get a massive lecture on my second day!"

Rajendra turned around from the stove, a warm, amused smile spreading across his wrinkled face as he noticed the sheer frustration on her face. "Relax, bachha. You are not that late. And I didn't wake you up because you looked so incredibly peaceful today. After a long time, my Vrindha was sleeping without a frown, so I didn't have the heart to disturb you."

Vrindhika's mouth fell open in disbelief. She shook her head, knowing she couldn't win this argument, and she

definitely didn't have the time to try.

"I'm running, Nanu! Bye-bye, take care of yourself! And please don't forget your medicine!" she shouted over her shoulder, already bolting out the front door.

Rajendra watched the gate click shut, shaking his head with a fond, quiet smile. "Khud ka dhyan kabhi nahi rakhti... aur mera dhyan rakhna kabhi nahi bhulti ye ladki." (She never takes care of herself, but she never forgets to take care of me.)

By the time Vrindhika reached the school gates, her breathing was heavy, ragged, and completely unsteady. The small, soft smile she had woken up with was entirely gone, replaced instantly by her usual cold, serious expression. She adjusted the heavy strap of her bag, took a deep, grounding breath, and walked down the corridor toward Class 11-D.

"Shit yarr !"

The morning session had already begun. Through the door's glass panel, she could see the teacher writing aggressively on the blackboard.

Inside the room, the usual atmosphere was in full swing. Near the middle row, Anvi and Navya were yapping quietly in whispers, hiding their faces behind their open notebooks. In the second to last row, Agastya was completely spaced out, mindlessly spinning his pen over his desk.

Beside him, Shashank was leaning back against the wall, his ankles crossed under the desk, staring lazily out of the window with his usual carefree indifference. None of them were paying a single shred of attention to the lecture.

The only exception was Saanav, who sat in the absolute back corner, his eyes fixed calmly and solely on the teacher, completely detached from the classroom's undercurrents.

Knock. Knock.

"May I come in, sir?" Vrindhika asked, keeping her voice as steady and normal as possible.

The teacher stopped writing, his chalk scraping sharply against the board. He turned around, his face hardening into a strict, disapproving frown as he pointedly looked down at his wristwatch. "Why are you late, Don't you know the strict school timings?"

"Sorry, sir. I got stuck in a bad traffic jam," she replied, her tone perfectly calm and neutral.

The teacher's voice suddenly rose, echoing loudly across the silent room and drawing every single student's attention. "Then is it my fault that you got stuck in traffic? Should the school change its rules according to your traffic updates?"

Vrindhika's jaw instantly clenched. The cold, sharp edge in her eyes flared up.

"Did I blame you, sir? I simply answered the question you asked."

A collective, breathless silence slammed into the classroom. Nobody absolutely nobody spoke back to Mr. Verma on their second day.

In the middle row, Navya and Anvi instantly exchanged wide-eyed, impressed smirks. "Woah, bravo..." Navya whispered under her breath. "Look at her go. Mr. Verma thinks he owns the place, and Vrindhika just shut him down so smoothly."

Anvi let out a silent chuckle, tapping her pen. "That was a rude girl move... I love it. Do it again."

At the back row, Saanav, who had watched the entire exchange with his usual unreadable expression, felt a tiny, brief smile touch the corner of his lips. It lasted for less than a second before vanishing, but it was there.

Meanwhile, Shashank was completely frozen.

The moment Vrindhika's sharp, clear voice had echoed through the door, his entire body had gone rigid. The laziness that usually defined his posture instantly evaporated. The fingers that had been tapping aimlessly against his desk stopped mid-motion. He turned his head slowly, his eyes locking onto her face, and for the first time in his life, Shashank's heart skipped a violent, chaotic beat.

It was her.

She wasn't just a fleeting shadow from the sidewalk anymore. She wasn't just a beautiful face behind a dusty bus window from last night. She was standing right there, in his own classroom, looking fierce and completely unbothered by the teacher's glare. The same piercing eyes that had haunted his mind all night were now just a few feet away.

Without his permission, Shashank straightened up in his seat, his entire focus locking onto her like a tractor beam. The rest of the noisy classroom, the teacher, his friends everything blurred into a hazy background. His heart pounded fiercely against his ribs, a sudden, frantic rhythm that made his jaw clench in an attempt to ground himself.

"Am I dreaming ? "

But as he continued to stare, a sudden pang of guilt hit him. He quickly snapped his gaze away, staring hard at the courtyard outside the window, his chest heaving slightly.

"No, Shashank... aise nahi....You can't just stare at her like this without her permission," he whispered to himself, his fingers gripping the edge of his desk. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes for a split second. "Keshav... forgive me."

Agastya leaned over, invading his personal space with a sharp nudge to his elbow. "Oye, dekh. That's the new girl I was telling you about Vrindhika. Aur uske sath jo baithta hai, wo Saanav hai. The Silent Duo of our class."

Shashank didn't turn back. His heart was strictly forbidding him from looking in her direction because he knew, with absolute certainty, that if he looked again, he wouldn't be able to turn away.

But as Agastya whispered her name, Shashank felt the word anchor itself deep into his mind.

Vrindhika.

He repeated it in a breathless whisper, unconsciously placing his palm over his chest. A soft, genuine smile slowly spread across his face, reaching all the way to his eyes a smile that was completely devoid of his usual cocky, arrogant charm.

He was smiling like an absolute idiot, staring at a blank wall.

Agastya noticed his expression, his eyebrows furrowing in deep, utter confusion. He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a harsh whisper. "Oh bhai! What is wrong with you? Why are you blushing like a newlywed bride? Shakal dekh apni! (Look at your face!)"

Shashank's smile instantly vanished. He snapped his head toward Agastya, throwing him a sharp, warning death glare. "Oye, loudspeaker... keep your volume down, focus on the blackboard, and stop staring at me."

Agastya rolled his eyes hard, muttering something about weird friends, and turned back. But for the rest of the period, Shashank's mind was miles away from the lecture, entirely occupied by the quiet girl sitting across the room.

When the long-awaited lunch bell finally rang, the classroom erupted into its usual chaotic energy. Students flooded out into the corridors, heading toward the grounds. Anvi, Navya, Agastya, and Shashank walked down to the crowded canteen, taking over their designated corner table.

Anvi unwrapped her paranthas, glancing across at Shashank. "By the way, Shashank... did you properly see our new Silent Duo today? Saanav and Vrindhika?"

Shashank broke off a piece of his sandwich, his brows furrowing slightly. "I saw Vrindhika. But Saanav? Who even is that?"

The trio stopped eating, exchanging highly suspicious, bewildered glances. They were sitting right next to each other in the back row how on earth could anyone notice one person and completely miss the other?

Agastya reached across the table, tapping Shashank's shoulder pointedly. "

"Aree, Gajodhar! Saanav! Navya's balcony crush! The guy I spent twenty minutes telling you about yesterday? They literally sit together. How did your eyes manage to filter out a six-foot-tall guy and only focus on the girl?" Agastya asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Anvi and Navya narrowed their eyes, staring at Shashank with highly investigative, narrow looks.

Shashank felt a sudden splash of panic, but he quickly forced his face into a calm, careless mask, leaning back in his chair. "Well... obviously I saw him, okay? I just didn't know his name was Saanav, so I thought you guys were talking about someone else. And as for Vrindhika... I've just... seen her around before..."

The second the words slipped past his lips, Shashank mentally cursed himself.

He closed his eyes for a brief second, realizing he had just handed the chaotic trio a golden ticket to interrogate him.

Agastya, predictably, leaned across the table so fast he almost dipped his sleeve into Anvi's food. "Wait, wait, wait! What did you just say? You've seen Vrindhika before? Where? When? How? Humse kuch chupaye ja raha hai kya, Mister Shashank?* (Are you hiding something from us?)"

Anvi threw her hands up, glaring at him dramatically. "What is going on with this group? First Navya has a history with the new guy, and now you have a scene with the new girl? Why am I the only normal one who doesn't have a fated encounter? Spill the beans right now!"

Navya joined in, a massive, teasing grin on her face. "Woah, Shashank... this is getting incredibly juicy. Come on, tell us the whole story."

"Now why are you acting like a mute? Speak up!" Agastya demanded, pointing a finger directly at his face.

Shashank ran a frustrated hand through his hair, his ears turning slightly pink. "Will you guys stop firing a thousand questions at me at the exact same time?!" he shot back, his voice rising in a dramatic, defensive tone.

Because they were being incredibly loud, a few nearby tables turned around to look at them. Realizing they were making an absolute scene, the four of them exchanged awkward, embarrassed glances, grabbed their food, and quickly shuffled out of the canteen.

As they walked back down the corridor toward their classroom, they passed the large glass window of Class 11-D.

Suddenly, all four of them froze in their tracks, their jaws dropping in unison.

The classroom was entirely empty because of the recess except for two people.

Saanav was sitting quietly at his desk, while Vrindhika sat beside him, deeply engrossed in a book. Shashank squinted his eyes, trying to read the title printed on the cover.

"How to Make People Dislike You"

Saanav's gaze dropped to the cover of her book. He stared at it for a long, quiet moment before his left eyebrow subtly kicked upward. He leaned a fraction closer to her, his voice low and smooth.

"From where on earth did you manage to find that book?"

Vrindhika blinked, clearing her throat slightly. She hadn't expected the human stone statue beside her to actually initiate a conversation. "From the old bookstore down the alley... the same place where we ran into each other yesterday," she replied honestly, her tone straight and even.

Saanav nodded slowly, a look of quiet realization dawning on him. "Ah. I was searching for that exact copy last week, but I couldn't find it on the shelves."

Outside in the corridor, Agastya stood with his hand clamped firmly over his mouth, his eyes wide with shock. "Ye dono bolte bhi hain?" (Do these two actually speak?)" he whispered dramatically. "I thought they communicated through telepathy or silence!"

Anvi immediately smacked the back of his head. "Shut up, idiot! They can speak, it's not like they are mute. They just choose who is worth talking to."

Shashank and Navya remained completely silent, watching the two introverts interact through the glass, both of them feeling a strange, quiet tug in their chests as they watched their respective crushes talk.

After the lunch break, the classroom filled back up with its usual noisy crowd. Shashank was lying flat across his desk, his cheek pressed against the wood as he groaned lazily, "Which teacher is coming for this period?"

Agastya dropped his notebook onto the desk with a heavy sigh. "Mr. Sharma... the ultimate King of Fenku (Exaggerator). Get ready to hear about how he survived a lightning strike while studying for his boards."

Just then, the elderly, strict teacher entered the room, adjusting his thick spectacles. Within ten minutes of the lecture, he noticed that the middle rows were completely checked out, especially the usual troublemakers.

He stopped teaching, placing his chalk down with a heavy, dramatic sigh

"Aajkal ke bachho ke paas sab kuch hone ke baad bhi padha nahi jata... (Kids nowadays have everything, yet they can't study.) In our times, when the electricity went out, mai bijli ke chamakte hi chaar-paanch chapter padh leta tha! (I used to read four to five chapters just by the flash of the lightning!)"

Agastya choked on his own spit, leaning over to whisper frantically to Shashank. "Sir ka zamaana alag hi level ka superhero universe tha, yaar... hum log toh yahan normal weather mein bhi survive nahi kar pa rahe." (Sir's era was a different level of superhero universe... we can't even survive here in normal weather.)

Shashank let out a heavy, exhausted sigh, his voice carrying just a bit too far in the quiet room. "Chaliye sir... aaj ke liye itna kaafi hai. Baaki ka kal fenk dena." (Alright sir... that's enough for today. Throw the rest of the boast tomorrow.)

They thought they were being incredibly stealthy, but unfortunately for them, Mr. Sharma's ears were sharper than a hawk's. He caught every single word.

"Shashank! Agastya! Get out of my classroom right now!" the teacher thundered, his face turning an angry shade of crimson as he pointed a trembling finger toward the corridor.

"Go and sit on your knees with your hands up in the air! Move!"

Shashank and Agastya exchanged completely unbothered, routine glances. They grabbed their blazers and walked out of the classroom like it was just another regular Tuesday.

Inside, Anvi and Navya were burying their faces in their hands, trying desperately to suppress their explosive laughter.

From the corner window of the last row, Vrindhika finally shifted her gaze, looking out into the corridor. Her expression remained neutral, but her eyes locked onto Shashank. She recognized him instantly the boy from the sidewalk, the boy from the red light.

Outside, Shashank and Agastya dropped to their knees against the corridor wall, raising their hands up.

Shashank let out a miserable groan, staring up at the ceiling. "When I don't come to school, teachers have a problem. When I actually show up, they throw me out within an hour. Aur upar se... Vrindhika must be watching through the window. What on earth is she going to think about me now?"

Agastya burst into a wave of uncontrollable, muffled laughter, his shoulders shaking. "Harkat dekhi hai apni? (Have you seen your actions?) You literally ask for it, bro. But honestly, I am feeling so bad for Navya and you. Kal usko uske crush ke saamne class se baahar nikaal diya, aur aaj tujhe tere crush ke saamne! Waah! First meeting ekdum dreamy type, aur second meeting sidha punishment zone!" (Yesterday she got kicked out in front of her crush, and today you get kicked out in front of yours!)

Before Agastya could finish his sentence, Shashank swung his leg out, kicking his shin sharply. "Oye! Who said she is my crush? Don't talk absolute rubbish. Aur uska naam Vrindhika hai, if you don't know. Show some respect"

Agastya twisted his face in pain, muttering, "Haan haan, bada aaya protector." (Yeah right, look at the protector.)

But as Shashank kept his hands raised in the air, his eyes subtly drifted toward the classroom's glass window. Through the pane, he caught Vrindhika quietly staring back at him.

For a split second, their eyes locked through the glass. Shashank didn't smirk, and Vrindhika didn't look away.

And strangely, despite the embarrassing punishment, Shashank felt a wave of absolute warmth wash over him. Being kicked out of class suddenly didn't feel so bad after all.

The final bell of the day rang through the corridors, and within seconds, the school exploded into a symphony of pure freedom. Chairs scraped aggressively against the floors as students rushed outside like prisoners who had finally been granted bail.

Agastya immediately threw his notebook dramatically onto his desk, stretching his arms. "Finally! If that class had gone on for another five minutes, meri aatma mera shareer chhod deti! (My soul would have left my body!)"

Anvi rolled her eyes, zipping her bag shut. "Please. You spent the entire period doing a perfect vocal mimicry of Mr. Sharma and others teaher behind their back."

"Wahi toh sabse zyada energy-consuming kaam tha," Agastya replied proudly, placing a dramatic hand over his heart.

Navya burst out laughing, while Shashank, who was lazily slinging his bag over his shoulder, shook his head with an amused smile. "You people seriously need professional medical help."

Agastya pointed an accusing finger at him. "Look who's talking! Mister Shortage of Attendance himself!"

"Jealousy is bad for your health, my friend," Shashank replied calmly, flashing him a brief, handsome grin as they began to walk out.

Suddenly, Anvi stopped dead in her tracks, gasping loudly. "Oh god... I just realized something terrible. I am hungry again."

The other three instantly stopped walking, staring at her with looks of genuine, deep concern.

Agastya looked thoroughly disturbed. "Anvi... tu sach mein insaan hai ya secretly koi black hole hai?(Are you really a human or secretly a black hole?) Where does all that food even go?"

Navya almost bent double laughing, clutching her stomach, while Anvi began to aggressively hit Agastya's arm repeatedly. "Shut up, you idiot! I have a fast metabolism!"

Shashank quietly walked beside them, listening to their absolute nonsense with a familiar, warm smile on his face. They were loud, incredibly dramatic, deeply annoying, and borderline impossible to handle sometimes... but somewhere in the middle of all that exhausting chaos, there was an undeniable comfort. The kind of comfort where nobody had to pretend to be perfect.

The four of them walked out of the massive iron school gates together, pushing each other around, arguing over absolutely nothing serious, and laughing loudly enough to make passersby stare at them.

And honestly? Shashank thought to himself as he looked at his friends, maybe that was exactly what friendship was supposed to feel like.

Meanwhile, after another long, draining school day, Vrindhika had finally reached home. The moment she entered her bedroom, she dropped her heavy bag near the armchair and slumped down onto the edge of her bed with a tired, exhausted sigh. Her entire body felt completely drained from the constant, vibrating noise of the school.

She casually picked up her phone, intending to scroll mindlessly through social media to numb her brain for a few minutes.

But the moment her eyes landed on a specific notification post, her posture straightened instantly. Her sleepy eyes widened in pure shock.

Her absolute favorite indie romance author had just released a highly anticipated, limited-edition special novel. Not next week, not tomorrow... it was out today.

Vrindhika quickly tapped on the post, her heart beginning to hammer against her ribs as she read the bold red text at the bottom

"LIMITED STOCK AVAILABLE. ONLY ONE COPY LEFT IN REGIONAL STORES."

"No way..." she whispered, her thumb flying across the screen to check the nearby store availability.

She completely froze. The map pinned the exact location of that single, remaining copy. It was available at the exact same nameless bookstore where she worked part-time.

Vrindhika immediately bolted upright from her bed, kicking her slippers off so fast that the wooden chair behind her shifted with a loud, harsh scrape.

"Nanu! I'm going outside for some urgent work! I'll be back soon!" she shouted at the top of her lungs, sprinting out of her room.

Rajendra barely had enough time to step out of the kitchen with a wiping cloth before the front wooden door slammed shut, Vrindhika disappearing into the lane like a sudden, chaotic storm.

At almost the exact same microsecond, on the other side of the neighborhood...

Saanav was sitting quietly at his tidy study table, his reading lamp casting a sharp glow over his neatly written physics notes. He stretched his fingers, casually picking up his phone to check the time, when the exact same book-release notification popped up on his screen.

For the first time in hours, Saanav's calm, completely unbothered expression cracked.

His eyes scanned the details with lightning speed, skipping the description and stopping directly at the real-time stock availability section.

"LAST COPY AVAILABLE."

His sharp brows furrowed instantly. Without even bothering to close his notebook or cap his expensive fountain pen, Saanav stood up, grabbed a dark hoodie from his closet, snatched his bike keys, and walked out of his house with hurried, long strides. His usually slow, composed steps were faster than normal now.

Way faster. He was practically breaking into a run.

The evening streets of Indore were heavily crowded, filled with the buzzing noise of street vendors, rushing traffic, and pedestrians.

Vrindhika rushed through the thick crowd, her breathing turning ragged as she tried to fix her slipping earphones at the same time. Her chest burned from the sudden cardio, but she refused to slow down. "Please... bas Bhagwan ji, kisi aur ne mat li ho. (Please God, just hope no one else has bought it.)"

She sprinted across the main road just a fraction of a second before the traffic signal snapped to green, nearly getting hit by an angry biker who honked violently and shouted an insult behind her. But she didn't even turn her head. Her entire focus was locked on the end of the alleyway.

At the exact same time, Saanav was walking at a frantic pace through the opposite lane, his jaw clenched as he occasionally checked the ticking clock on his phone with growing impatience.

For someone who usually moved through life like he had all the time in the world, this was probably the closest thing to absolute panic he had ever experienced.

Both of them reached the entrance of the nameless bookstore from opposite directions at the exact same millisecond.

And both of them stopped abruptly right outside the glass door, nearly colliding into each other for the second time.

Their chests were heaving violently, their breathing heavy and completely out of breath from literally running across half the city. For a whole five seconds, neither of them spoke a single word.

Vrindhika quickly pushed her messy, windblown hair back from her sweaty forehead, trying desperately to catch her breath. Saanav rested one trembling hand against the glass doorframe beside him, slightly doubled over as he tried to stabilize his breathing.

Then, slowly, carefully... their eyes shifted toward each other.

Recognition flashed instantly between them. Again.

The same classroom. The same silent back row. The same person.

But before either of them could utter a syllable, both of their gazes instinctively dropped down to the bright, glossy poster stuck aggressively beside the bookstore entrance door.

"LAST COPY OF VOLUME 16 AVAILABLE IN-STORE."

A dead, heavy silence fell over them. Then, they slowly looked back at each other's eyes.

"Oh no," Vrindhika muttered.

And in the very next microsecond, all their sophisticated introverted behavior completely vanished. Both of them rushed inside the door together, pushing past the frame at the exact same time.

"I need that book first! I got here first!" Vrindhika gasped, her competitive side flaring up.

"No way. I clearly reached the door a second before you," Saanav shot back, his voice surprisingly firm despite being out of breath.

"Are you serious? You literally stopped outside the door breathing dramatically like a hero in a movie!" Vrindhika argued, her eyes wide.

Saanav looked at her with utter disbelief, his usual stoic mask completely cracking. "Because unlike some chaotic people, I actually prefer surviving and breathing before entering buildings!"

Vrindhika looked deeply offended, her jaw tightening. "Well, maybe if some people didn't walk through the streets like retired uncles, they would reach faster without needing a medical break!"

"I am not a retired uncle," Saanav defended, his voice rising slightly as they both practically lunged toward the main billing counter together, slamming their hands down on the wood at the exact same millisecond.

"I want the last copy of the new release!" both said completely in unison, before turning their heads to glare furiously at each other.

The middle-aged bookstore owner slowly looked up from his evening newspaper, his spectacles slipping down his nose. He looked at Vrindhika, then at Saanav, and then slowly back down at his newspaper.

Vrindhika immediately pointed a frantic finger toward herself. "Sir! Uncle! I literally work here part-time. Obviously, as an employee, you should give the copy to me!"

Saanav crossed his arms over his chest, his breathing still slightly uneven as he narrowed his eyes at her. "And I am probably the most regular, high-paying customer of your store, sir. Customer satisfaction comes first."

"Yes, but I am the one who literally unboxes and arranges these books on the shelves!" Vrindhika argued, stepping closer.

"Yes, and I am the one who actually buys them so you get paid!" Saanav countered smoothly.

"You still came late!"

"You were outside recovering from high-intensity cardio!"

Vrindhika's mouth dropped open in pure shock. "You were breathing like a maniac too!"

For a whole five seconds, the bookstore owner just stared at both of them, completely dumbfounded, watching these two notoriously silent, anti-social teenagers argue like two emotionally attached toddlers over a fictional novel.

Finally, the owner let out a deep, exhausted sigh, removing his reading glasses. "Bas karo dono... will you two stop fighting like small children?"

Both of them instantly went dead quiet, snapping their mouths shut.

The owner casually pointed a thick finger toward the cardboard box sitting right behind the wooden counter. "There are actually two copies left in the stock. I miscalculated the online inventory count earlier."

A heavy, absolute silence settled over the room. Complete, embarrassing silence.

Vrindhika stared at the owner blankly, her brain short-circuiting. Like... seriously?

Saanav blinked once, slowly, looking completely frozen.

Both of them had practically sprinted through the humid Indore streets, risked getting run over by traffic, fought like wild children in public, insulted each other's athletic abilities and there had been two.separate copies sitting there the entire time.

Vrindhika slowly turned her head toward Saanav, wearing the most thoroughly done, exhausted expression imaginable. Saanav looked equally dead inside, his shoulders dropping.

For one long, incredibly awkward second, both just stood there, making completely exhausted, offended faces at each other.

Then, suddenly, a small, involuntary laugh escaped Vrindhika's lips.

It was just a tiny giggle at first, like she was desperately trying to suppress it but failed miserably. Saanav looked down at her, watching her shoulders shake, before a quiet, rare laugh escaped his lips too.

Both of them immediately tried to control themselves, straightening their uniform collars and fixing their expressions. But the exact microsecond their eyes met again, the serious walls broke completely.

Vrindhika covered half of her burning face with the edge of her pink sleeve, shaking her head in pure embarrassment. "We literally ran like absolute maniacs through the market..."

Saanav nodded, a genuine, warm smile completely transforming his sharp face.

"And we fought in public over a book."

"...That had two copies," Vrindhika whispered, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

"...Which makes this infinitely worse," Saanav finished, a soft chuckle rolling through his chest.

They both looked away again, trying to act like mature adults, but the deeply embarrassed, happy smiles on their faces refused to disappear.

And strangely enough, for the very first time in both of their lives, talking to another person didn't feel like an exhausting chore. It felt effortless.

Outside across the street...

Navya and Anvi were walking together, carrying grocery bags while loudly discussing some random school gossip, when Anvi suddenly froze mid-sentence.

"...Wait. Hold on."

Navya looked at her, confused. "What happened?"

Anvi slowly, dramatically raised her finger, pointing toward the lit glass window of the bookstore across the asphalt street. Navya followed her gaze, and the very next second, both of them completely froze into ice statues.

Inside the brightly lit bookstore, Saanav and Vrindhika were standing close together near the counter. They weren't just existing in the same space. They were actually talking. And worse? They were openly laughing with each other.

Navya's mouth slowly fell open in pure, unadulterated shock. "...Are those seriously Saanav and Vrindhika?"

Anvi looked equally bewildered, her eyes wide. "The Silent Duo... unlocked human interaction? Aur wo bhi ek dusre ke sath? (And that too with each other?)"

Both girls immediately scurried closer toward the glass window, ducking behind a parked scooter like undercover investigators on a high-stakes mission.

Inside, Vrindhika was still biting her lip to hide her smile, while Saanav stood right beside her, holding his copy of the book with the faintest, most gentle smile on his face.

Navya narrowed her eyes, watching the warm chemistry between them with a sudden, sharp curiosity. "Wait a minute..."

"Are they... becoming friends?" Anvi gasped softly into the night air.

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