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Here is chap 3

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After filling the water bottle, the three of them headed back to class.

In the evening,

Isha and Kiara were walking towards Tanu’s classroom.

“Yaar, main toh thak gayi. Jaldi ghar jaana hai,” Isha groaned.

“Koi khet mein kheti nahi ki hai tune. College mein saara din baithi thi,” Kiara replied, smacking the back of Isha’s head.

“Areyyy. Insaan hoon main. Teri tarah padhaku keeda nahi,” Isha retorted with a scoff.

Just as they were about to enter the class, Tanu walked out before they could step in.

“Chalo yaar di, kitna late kar rahi ho. Jaldi ghar chalo na,” Isha complained.

“Haan di, itna muh latka ke kyun chal rahi ho?” Kiara added.

“Yaar mujhe ghar nahi jaana,” Tanu replied with mock sadness.

“Kyun? Kyun nahi jaana?” Kiara asked, confusion written all over her face.

“Kyunki ghar pe mera chikna nahi hoga naaaa,” Tanu sighed dramatically.

Isha and Kiara smacked their foreheads together.

“Kya yaar di, aap bhi,” Kiara muttered, clearly done with her sister.

“Haan maana aap apne chikne se obsessed ho, par ab woh 24/7 thodi aapke paas reh sakta hai,” Isha teased, a mischievous smile tugging at her lips.

Kiara rubbed her forehead, now done with both of them.

“Hadd karte ho dono. Chalo, chup-chaap,” Kiara declared, pushing both of them towards the stairs.

“Arey chal rahe hain. Ab kya stairs se dhakka degi?” Tanu chuckled.

With that, they started walking towards the staircase.

On the other side, Yuvraj stood behind the wall beside the staircase. Ayaan and Avinash were with him.

“Yahan kyun khade hain hum watchman ki tarah?” Ayaan asked, glancing towards the stairs.

Yuvraj didn’t answer. His eyes were fixed ahead, peeking from behind the wall. A mischievous smirk played on his lips.

“Arey, ab bolega kuch?” Ayaan asked again, irritation creeping into his voice.

“Us tikhi chatni ne mujhse bhid ke galti kar di. Ek baar pair tod diya, aur doosri baar shirt spoil kar di. Iska badla toh main leke rahunga,” Yuvraj finally said after a beat.

“Achhaaaa,” Ayaan drawled. “Toh yeh baat hai. Lekin karega kya?” Ayaan asked.

“Kya achha? Tu bhi satiya gaya hai kya? Yeh Isha ko pareshaan karne ka soch raha hai aur tu support kar raha?” Avinash smacked Ayaan's head.

“Usne bhi toh meri naak mein dum kar rakha hai,” Yuvraj replied, still not taking his eyes off the stairs.

“Dekho, yeh bada sadhu ban raha hai,” Ayaan said with a grin.

“Main koi sadhu nahi ban raha hoon,” Avinash scoffed.

“Chup raho dono. Focus,” Yuvraj hissed as he heard footsteps approaching.

“Lekin plan toh bol,” Ayaan whispered.

“Bas dekhta ja,” Yuvraj replied smugly.

Isha walked ahead, while Tanu and Kiara followed behind, still bickering about how bold Tanu’s behaviour was.

Just as Isha reached the last stair, her foot landed on something sticky.

She froze.

Her eyes dropped down.

And the next second, her expression shifted from casual to pure horror.

Disgust twisted across her face.

“What the actual f*ck.

Ewwwwwwwwwwwwww!” she shrieked, jerking her foot away.

Slime.

Sticky, gooey slime smeared all over her brand-new black heels.

“Arey kya hua, chilla kyun—” Tanu started, but her words died the moment her gaze dropped.

Kiara followed her eyes.

Her own widened in shock.

Both of them knew how crazy Isha was about her outfits, her style—especially her footwear.

Behind the wall, Yuvraj covered his mouth, trying to suppress his laughter.

Ayaan stood torn between laughing with him and staring at Isha’s horrified expression.

Avinash, on the other hand, stared in complete disbelief.

Yuvraj—the guy who never messed with anyone—had actually pulled a prank.

His brain was still processing this new version of him.

“WHO THE HELL WAS IT?!” Isha’s voice echoed through the now nearly empty corridor.

Tanu and Kiara were on the verge of bursting into laughter but somehow managed to hold it in.

Isha’s face burned red with fury and frustration.

Behind the wall, Yuvraj struggled to keep his composure.

Ayaan’s face was a mix of amusement and shock.

Avinash pressed his lips into a thin line.

“Kis be-dimaag insaan ki harkat hai yeh?” Isha snapped, her voice dripping with irritation.

“Kya hua, Miss Tikhi Chatni?” Yuvraj emerged from behind the wall with mock concern. One hand in his pocket, he walked towards her, far too casually. Ayaan and Avinash followed behind him, barely holding straight faces.

“You! Tumhari harkat hai na yeh?” Isha growled through clenched teeth.

“Konsi harkat? Kaisi harkat?” he blinked innocently.

“Arey reeee… tumhari heels ka kabaada kisne bana diya?” he added, clearly enjoying poking at her nerves.

“Oh Mr Sirfire, zyada innocent banne ki koshish mat karo. Yeh sab tumhara kiya-dhara hai. Main… main na tumhara gala daba dungi,” she snapped, marching towards him with clenched fists.

“Kya keh rahi ho? Main kyun aisa karunga bhala?” he asked sweetly, stepping back slowly, deliberately. That sly smirk never leaving his face.

“Zyada mat bano. Mujhe pata hai meri wajah se tumhari shirt kharaab hui thi, isliye badla le rahe ho,” she accused, pointing at him.

One step forward.

“Nahi toh. Main kyun badla lunga?” His tone was calm, almost lazy.

Another step forward.

“Battamizi ki bhi hadd hoti hai. Chhote bacche ho kya jo badla lene aa gaye?” she snapped.

One more step.

“Arey, main tumhe tikhi chatni bolta hoon iska matlab yeh nahi ki tum waise hi bhadak jao. Shanti, shanti,” he said, completely unfazed.

“Yeh bohot hi ghatiya mazaak tha. Mere new heels the yeh. Paagal ho kya? Battamizi ki hadd hoti hai, sirfire insaan kahin ke,” she shot back, closing the distance between them.

His back hit the wall.

His smirk only widened.

“Oh come on, tikhi chatni. Sirf heels hi toh hain. Mujhe de dena, dhoke wapas kar dunga,” he said casually, deliberately throwing her own words from the canteen back at her.

In one swift move—

Their positions switched.

Isha’s back hit the wall.

Yuvraj stepped in close, caging her in from one side, one hand still in his pocket, that infuriatingly calm smile on his lips.

Isha glared up at him.

They were close enough to feel each other’s warmth.

Her eyes burned with fury.

His remained calm, unreadable.

Around them, everyone froze.

Tanu wore a knowing smile.

Kiara stared, unsure what would happen next.

Ayaan looked entertained.

Avinash was the only one genuinely tense.

For a moment, the outside world blurred for them.

Silence stretched.

Then suddenly—

“Owwwwwwwwwwwwww.”

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