Krishav's POV

"Back to earth baby."

"Huh," She said, giving me a startled look.

She must be curious about the name I just called her.

I can't help but call her adorable names.

Ab yeh hai hi itni pyaari.

However, I can't control myself in front of her.

"Which bookstore do you want to go to?" I asked her, trying my best not to smile.

By gazing out the window, she said " it's across the street from the hostel."

"okay"

"You arrived here two days ago, and you had time to meet with me today?" I teased her. "And you didn't even tell me you were coming here" , I added.

"There isn't anything comparable, no. I was just occupied with instructing and setting up the hostel accommodation," She looked at me naively as she added, "And as for telling you, I wanted to surprise you."

"Oh! Surprise?" I said , raising my eyebrows.

"Yeah!"

"May I know why you weren't even answering my calls or responding to my texts?" I asked after pausing for a minute.

"No," she replied.

"No?"

She gave me a quick glance before turning back to face the window and responding, "No," with a tight-lipped smile.

"Am I annoying you?" I asked, giving her a quick glance.

"No," she said, still looking out of the window.

I gave a cheeky smirk as a thought occurred to me.

"Okay then, are you beautiful?" I asked, trying to control my laugh.

"No - YES" she said as she released the words she had planned to say.

I started giggling.

Her blushes turn scarlet from humiliation.

In the past six months, we have gotten so close that we occasionally joke and flirt with one another.

Healthy flirt, guys.

And to be honest, I mostly flirt because, as I previously mentioned to you, I find it difficult to keep my composure with her.

"Alright, but explain to me why you didn't answer my calls or texts," I asked her.

"I wanted to surprise you," She continued, staring at me.

Aaye, don't stare at me like that, brownie.

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...no-no , stare at me, only stare at me like that.

I questioned her, "and why had you come to Indore?"

Although I am aware of her reason for coming to Indore, but I need to hear her voice.

I also know that Rudra had already recorded that clip and sent it to me.

chaalak people.

"For CA intermediate," she said.

We have arrived at the bookstore. After I brought the vehicle to a stop, we both got out.

She pointed to the bookstore and asked, "Will you also come inside with me?"

 Aapke saath toh hum chand pe bhi jaane ko taiyar hai yeh toh fir bhi kitabo ki dukaan hai.

"Sure," I replied.

We entered the bookstore. Like a devoted puppy, I trailed behind her as she went to retrieve some scholarly books from the business department.

"Oh! tera peecha na main chodunga soniye,

Bhej de chahe jail mein."

While I followed her, I was humming this song.

She lifted her eyebrows and gave me a look. I said that it was nothing as I shook my head.

She then began looking through her books, and I found myself staring at her.

Through the glass, the sun was blazing directly into her face.

She had a golden glow to her brown complexion under the sun. Her eyes, hayee what can i say about her brown eyes, tsk, in a world full of chaos, her brown eyes bring serenity and composure. And her brown hair, uff, they are like her crowning glory.

I have never seen a woman as intriguing and charming as she is.

My eyes read her eyes, face, and expression the same way hers read the words printed in the book.

Pretty woman, My Pretty woman.

Only mine.

I was so absorbed in my thoughts that I didn't even realize she had moved from the business part to the economics area.

And I trailed after her too.

She arrived at the bill counter after roughly fifteen minutes, spreading the books out across the surface. I observed her motions as I stood behind her.

Maybe she was searching for me, because she kept the books and began to look around. Then she proceeded to the Romance and Fiction department while I was heading to her.

I questioned her as I took a book off the same rack, "Do you like romance and fiction?"

"Yes," she said.

"Actually," she continued, staring at me, "I read novels in every genre; it just depends on how I'm feeling."

"Such as...?" I asked.

"such as mystery, psychopaths, psychology, criminal, murder, etc." she replied still looking at the books.

"Even if only briefly, books allow me to escape this reality and enter the world of fiction.

where my heart feels content. Nothing is pressuring you there.

I am inspired by that world in every aspect.

Because there are a lot of girls in that world who, like me, have a lot of obligations, but they grow strong and carry them out.

She overcomes all obstacles to achieve her goals.

I feel pleased there.

Reading my fictitious books in that environment after a long day of work-related stress makes me feel really calm."

With her charming smile, she was saying all these things, and I wanted to purchase her a library so she could have a joyful place to study

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The happiness of this girl is the most important thing in my life.

" Achha, let's go" she said as she left the fiction section.

We went straight to her hostel after purchasing the books. We got down as I pulled to a stop outside the hostel.

" Thank you, Rish" she said .

" Thank you for what?" I asked her.

" for taking me to the bookshop"

" there's no need for thank you" but I love you.

" Okay, then bye." she bid me goodbye as she went inside her hostel.

And I immediately departed for home after that.

Jeeva's POV

 Excellent CA coachings are available in Indore.

I did a lot of research after my entrance exam to see where I could get quality CA tutoring.

The first name was Indore. There were other locations, like Jaipur, Delhi, and Pune, but at this time, I don't want to travel to Delhi or Pune.

After that, I compared the coaching in Indore and Jaipur, and Indore received the best ratings.

I came here for that reason. Furthermore, I kept it a secret from Rish so as to surprise him.

These past six months have brought us closer together.

I have never experienced anything like this before.

I have formed a deep bond with a complete stranger who didn't even appear unfamiliar to me for the first time.

He felt like my own.

I don't try to make friends since I have no idea how to accomplish it. I still hang out with the same pals I had when I was younger.

People are hard for me to trust.

However, it didn't appear like he was unfamiliar.

I referred to him as my friend the following day after we met.

Throughout these six months, he never once distracted me from my studies; in fact, he used to inspire me to study.

He used to ask me every day how my day went, if I had eaten, and if I was stressed out from my studies.

And I, who never talked so much to anyone except my books, used to tell him everything.

He seems to like me based on the way he talks to me, shows me concern, and flirts with me.

I appreciate it when he refers to me by those names, like he did for me today.

Yet occasionally I wonder why, with his obvious good looks, he would prefer me. I also don't have that much beauty.

Undoubtedly, he will find a woman more attractive than myself.

And so I take a step back, considering all this. My silly feelings shouldn't cause our friendship to suffer.

For once, let's acknowledge that he likes me but will he be able to wait for me?

I have, therefore, sealed my emotions inside a box and discarded it.

I would never want our friendship to break.

Anyway, I just finished making dinner.

My lessons are scheduled to begin tomorrow.

I have to work hard to pass my intermediate as well.

'Knock knock'

I opened the door.

Aditi was standing and holding an ice cream cone. There's a beautiful smile on her face.

The room across from me is occupied by her.

Here, she is completing her MBA. She is a sweet young lady.

She remarked, "Would you like to eat ice cream? Even if you don't want to, you will have to eat it because I brought it now." as she entered my room.

I smiled and said, "sure" as I closed the door.

She showed me my room when I first arrived here two days ago, and she also prepared dinner for me.

She took me for grocery shopping the following day, and it was then that I found out she was Dev's girlfriend.

These two have an extremely endearing relationship.

" So, how was your date?" I asked her, taking my ice cream from her hands.

"It was perfect," she said happily.

"Really?'

"Hmm.." she hummed, licking the ice cream.

"Would you like to have dinner?" As I was putting food on my dish, I asked her.

"No," she responded, "I came after dinner."

"Okay."

Lying on my bed, she asked, "By the way, you and Krishav like each other, don't you?"

"What?" I answered, concentrating on my meal, "No."

I said, "Why do you think so?"

"Because of the genuine and endearing way you two gaze at each other," she added dreamily.

"There's nothing like that, we are just friends."

"Hmm..hmm.. Friends. I see," she said dramatically.

"Together, the two of you look elegant," she said going towards the door.

"Arey, i said na there's nothing like that," i said, putting the plate in the sink and washing my hands.

" haan - haan , woh toh dekh lenge ki kuch hai ya nahi." she spoke as now she is standing in front of her room's door.

" haan, dekh lena. abhi ke liye good night." I said, smiling at her sarcastically.

"Good night" she replied before i closed my door.

"huh!" i sighed and went to sleep.

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