Chapter 2: Who Was the Boy?
The next morning, as promised, Dhruv stood outside Nitika's hostel room, leaning casually against the wall.
His hands were shoved into his pockets, and his eyes scanned the corridor with sharp precision. Nitika hesitated as she opened the door, her heart skipping a beat at the sight of him.
βYouβre late,β Dhruv said, his voice calm but firm.
βS-sorry,β she mumbled, clutching her books tightly to her chest.
They walked in silence towards her class, Dhruv keeping pace beside her.
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