•|Prologue|•
Aisha was talking to Ayaan when she suddenly felt gaze on herself, as she turned around to see who it was? It was that damned Duffer Dhruv who is hell bent on irritating her with his non-sense talk.
"What's your problem?" She asked, walking towards him with her eyes narrowed.
"How are you so sure I was looking at you?" He replied, coolly, raising his one of the eyebrows.
"I am sure you are not gay, that means you were not staring Ayaan, and there's no one on that side other than both of us?" She questioned, her both eyebrows raised.
"Well you are pretty smart but sadly I am not interested in you because of your over-smartness." He said, in an attempt to change the
topic. Is ever going to admit staring her? Hell No.
"If you think by any chance, I want you to interest me then you are making a fool of your self through such thinking." She snapped back at him.
"Why are you hell bent on making me anything but smart?" He asked, annoyed by her constant ranting about how stupid, idiot and whatever he is.
"Because you're anything except smart, admit it." She said, a last glare at Dhruv and left him alone.
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