The classroom buzzed with activity as students settled into their seats, waiting for the lecture to begin. Siya, Priya, and Aashvi were huddled together at their desks, whispering animatedly.
"Tonight's plan is final, right?" Siya asked, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
Priya nodded cautiously. "It's final, but no one should find out."
Aashvi added with a laugh, "Especially Yash. If he finds out, he'll never leave us alone."
Unbeknownst to them, Yash Malhotra sat a few rows behind, pretending to skim through his notebook. His ears, however, were entirely tuned to their conversation. His lips curled into a smirk as he heard the words "girls' night out."
"Toh madam log chhupke maze karne wali hain," he thought. His mind drifted back to the incident when Siya had drenched him with water during an argument, leaving him fuming and embarrassed in front of everyone.
(So these madams are planning to have fun secretly,)
"Ab main banunga bin bulaya mehman is nightout main." he muttered under his breath, a plan already forming in his mind to exact his revenge.
(Now will be the uninvited guest in this nightout.)
As the three continued whispering, Krishiv slid into the seat next to Priya, his trademark grin plastered oh his face. "Priya, do you know?" he began dramatically.
Priya raised an eyebrow, already exasperated. "What should I know now?"
Krishiv leaned closer, lowering his voice. "Main na tumhare liye ek nayi poetry likh raha hoon. Sunna chahogi?"
(I'm writing a new poem for you. Would you like to hear it?)
Priya blinked at him, unimpressed. "Main lecture ka intezaar kar rahi thi. Tum poetry ka intezaar kar rahe ho. Dono bekaar mein time waste kar rahe hain."
(I'm waiting for the lecture. You're waiting for poetry. We're both wasting time.)
Krishiv clutched his heart in mock pain. "Your sharp comebacks will kill me one day, Priya."
Priya sighed. "Oh? Well, hurry up and die, so you can stop bothering everyone else."
Aashvi chuckled from the side. "Krishiv, Priya won't give you attention. Why don't you get it?"
Krishiv wasn't fazed. "Aashvi, tum nahi samjhogi. Yahan ek emotional connection hai."
(Aashvi, you won't understand. There's an emotional connection here.)
Priya rolled her eyes. "Haan, woh connection tumhara imagination hai."
(Yeah, that connection is in your imagination.)
Siya couldn't resist jumping in. "Priya, if you had to grade Krishiv's flirting, how many marks would you give?"
Priya smirked. "Two. One for his guts and one for my patience."
Krishiv grinned, unfazed as always. "It's okay, Priya. You gave me two today, tomorrow I'll get six."
Later that afternoon, Siya, Priya, and Aashvi were walking toward the school playground, continuing their discussion about the night-out plan.
(Should we go to the café? The vibe there would be perfect,)
Priya hesitated. "But how will we manage the timing?"
Siya waved her hand dismissively. "Don't worry. Everything will be handled. And I'll handle your parents, even my mom is not home went to some business trip and I'm alone at home if you want after that we can go to my home stay also give excuses that we were studying and after sometime we slept and nothing else."
Just as they reached the playground, they noticed Yash talking to someone unfamiliar. The guy stood casually, hands in his pockets, exuding an effortless charm. He had sharp features and a laid-back aura that contrasted with Yash's intensity.
Siya whispered, "Yeh kaun hai?"
(Who's that?)
Yash spotted them and smirked. "Oh, toh tum logon ne pehle kabhi Eshan Sharma ko nahi dekha?" he asked, motioning toward his friend.
(Oh, so you've never met Eshan Sharma before?)
Eshan smiled at the group and stepped forward. "Hi, I'm Eshan. An old friend of Yash's."
Aashvi couldn't take her eyes off him. She felt a flutter in her chest as he turned his gaze toward her and smiled warmly.
"Hi, Eshan," she said, her voice unusually soft.
Eshan noticed her nervousness but didn't let it show. "What are you all doing here?"
Priya answered cautiously, "Bas, time pass."
(Just passing time.)
Yash, picking up on Aashvi's flustered state, leaned toward Eshan. "Looks like your entry has made someone's day" he teased, throwing a pointed look at Aashvi.
Siya rolled her eyes. "Yash, tum bina sataye kiye reh nahi sakte, kya?"
(Yash, can't you survive without teasing?)
Yash shrugged. "Aur tum bina mujhse chirchiraaye reh nahi sakti, kya?"
(And can't you survive without being annoyed by me?)
The group burst into laughter, easing some of the tension. Eshan, meanwhile, couldn't help but notice how Aashvi kept sneaking glances at him. He decided to let it slide for now but made a mental note to talk to her later.
As the day ended, Siya, Priya, and Aashvi finalized their night-out plans in hushed voices. Little did they know is only that every thing will be perfect without any kind of problem.
Back at home, he thought about the water incident again. "Siya, tumne mujhe us din sabke samne embarrass kiya tha. Ab meri baari hai."
(Siya, you embarrassed me in front of everyone that day. Now it's my turn.)
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