Aadhya's POV
Here I'm ready for school.
Ponytail done.
Uniform done.
And heading down.
Breakfast done.
Everything is settled a little. I know Devit and Gracy are back together—I hope they are on good terms. I need to talk to them. And thinking about Mahi… and Reyansh… I hope they are fine.
I was near the school when I saw Bhavik and Avi coming. I immediately went to them and put my arms around them. "Good morning," I greeted.
"Good morning too," they replied.
The setup was being done for photo booths. Preparations mode. Wow.
"Festival is around and we don't have the representatives," I muttered.
"But we have you…" Bhavik said.
" yeah, the Apsara of Section E," Avi said dramatically.
Oh damn. I smacked both their heads and they just laughed.
"Oh no, but it's not her… the real apsara is you, Avi," Bhavik teased.
"Huh??" Avi looked confused.
"You're like gay," Bhavik added.
That's it—Avi lost it.
"You jerk, come here I'll show you!" he shouted, running after Bhavik.
I laughed, just watching them run around like idiots.
I was slowly walking toward the gate when suddenly—
A car stopped behind me.
Huh?
Before I could even react, four men got out and tried to push me inside.
"What the—HEY!" I shouted, instantly panicking.
I started hitting them. Punches, kicks—anything I could manage.
One grabbed my arm tightly.
I twisted and kicked him straight in the leg. He hissed in pain.
"Leave me!" I snapped, trying to pull away.
Another one tried to grab me from behind—I elbowed him hard.
But they were big. Stronger.
I was struggling.
One of them opened the car door.
No.
No way.
I kicked again, harder this time, my foot hitting the door loudly.
"Hold her properly!" one of them snapped.
My breathing got heavier.
I punched one in the chest, scratched another across his face.
Still—
They were overpowering me.
I couldn't manage alone.
Avi's POV
This jerk—how dare he call me gay. I like my Saanvi, okay?
"Say that again," I snapped at Bhavik.
He just laughed. "It's true. Ask Adi, she agrees too."
I turned to look for Adi—ready to prove him wrong.
…but she wasn't there.
I frowned.
Where did she go?
Then I noticed it.
A commotion near the main gate.
My chest tightened instantly.
Something felt wrong.
Really wrong.
I didn't think—I just ran.
As I got closer, I saw it.
A car.
Four guys.
And—
Adi.
They were trying to force her inside.
For a second, my body went cold.
Then anger hit.
I rushed forward and kicked one of them hard.
"ADI!" I shouted.
She turned slightly—still fighting.
Bhavik came running too. "Adi!"
One of them lunged at me—I didn't even see it coming.
I crashed to the ground hard.
Pain shot through my back.
"AVI!" Adi shouted, trying to come toward me—
But before she could—
One of them hit her.
Right on the head.
Everything stopped.
She went still.
Collapsed.
"No… no no no—" I tried to get up, but my body wouldn't respond properly.
They picked her up.
Threw her into the car.
"HEY! LEAVE HER!" I shouted, dragging myself forward.
The car door slammed.
Engine roared.
And they sped off.
I lay there, breathing heavily, my chest burning.
Bhavik was beside me, equally shaken.
"Those are Kaal's men," he said, voice tight. "Come on—run. We need to tell Vivaan."
I clenched my fists.
Adi…
Nikansh's POV
I don't know what's gotten into Vivaan.
Ever since the amusement park, he's been… off.
Too quiet.
Too distant.
Even when Reyansh was clearly furious that day, Vivaan didn't react the way he normally would. No sarcasm. No provoking. Nothing.
It's like he's stuck in his own head… thinking about something deeply.
But what?
I've known him long enough—if he doesn't want to say something, no one can make him.
I sighed, leaning back—
When suddenly—
"VIVAAN! VIVAAN!"
We all looked up.
Avi and Bhavik came running in, breathless.
"What's wrong?" Vivaan snapped, already irritated.
"T-those… I think it's Kaal's people… they took her," Avi said in one go, trying to catch his breath.
For a second—
Silence.
Then everything inside me snapped.
I stood up immediately.
"What the hell? Why her? And why Kaal's people?" I muttered, already walking toward the gate.
But Vivaan stopped me.
"No one goes out," he said sharply.
I turned to him, furious. "What do you mean no one goes out? They took Aadhya!"
"I know," he said, voice cold. "And I also know this is his plan—to trap us."
"I don't care," I snapped. "I can't just sit here and do nothing."
Before he could reply—
His phone rang.
Unknown number.
We all looked at each other.
Video call.
Vivaan picked it up.
The screen lit up—
And the first thing I saw was—
Aadhya.
"Aadhya!" we all reacted at once.
My chest tightened.
She looked… unconscious.
Before we could say anything—
"Hah… miss me?"
That voice.
Kaal.
The camera shifted, showing him leaning casually nearby.
"I was actually hooked on our last little game," he smirked.
"Shall we finish it this time?"
My fists clenched.
"What the hell do you want with Aadhya?" I asked, my voice sharp.
"Nothing much," he shrugged. "I was just… hurt by what she did last time."
Then his gaze shifted.
"Looks like we disturbed someone."
He turned the camera back to her.
She was tied to a bench.
Her hands restrained.
But her face—
No panic.
No fear visible.
Just… steady.
She looked at us.
And even if she didn't say anything—
I knew.
She was scared.
"What do you want?" Vivaan asked, his voice dangerously calm.
Kaal smiled.
"Let's fight. I'm craving a fight."
Of course.
"But I'll only accept four people."
Four?
That's nothing compared to their numbers.
This is a setup.
A clear trap.
"If I were you… I'd hurry up," Kaal continued. "You know I don't like being impatient."
Then—
He brushed his hand against her thigh. Humming.
Something inside me snapped.
She tried to move away—but she couldn't.
She was tied.My blood boiled.
"You know the place," Kaal said.
And the call ended.
Silence.
I punched the nearest bench.
It cracked under the impact.
"Aadhya can't get hurt," I muttered, jaw tight.
"What now?" someone asked.
Vivaan didn't hesitate.
"Mahi. Avi. Nik. Let's go," he ordered.
"Huh? What about us?" the others asked.
"Backup," Vivaan said, already moving. "Just make sure no one fucking sees you."
Reyansh's POV
We were sitting in the cafeteria—Section A—like any normal day.
Or at least… it was supposed to be normal.
Then two juniors came running in.
"Reyansh! Reyansh—"
I looked up, annoyed at first. "What happened?"
They were out of breath.
"Your… your sister—"
My body went still.
"What about her?" I asked, already feeling something was wrong.
"They took her… I'm sure they're Kaal's people… they took her away."
My chair scraped loudly as I stood up.
"How the hell did she get involved with Kaal…" I muttered, anger rising fast.
And then—
One name came to my mind.
Vivaan.
"Damnit, Vivaan…" No
Manik and Naman stood up immediately.
"Let's go," Naman said, already moving.
We didn't waste a second.
We ran straight toward the main gate, a few more Section A guys following behind us.
My mind was racing.
Aadhya. That stupid girl.
Why does she always get involved in things she shouldn't?
When we reached the gate—
They were there.
Vivaan.
Nikansh.
Walking like nothing happened.
That was it.
I walked straight up to Vivaan and grabbed his collar, pulling him forward.
"What the hell did you do?" I shouted. "You got Aadhya involved in your mess?"
He was already furious.
I could see it in his eyes.
He slapped my hand away sharply.
"Don't get involved," he warned, voice cold.
I laughed bitterly. "Don't get involved? She's my sister!"
Nikansh stepped in between us.
"We'll take care of this," he said seriously.
I clenched my fists.
"Take care? You already messed it up!"
But they weren't listening anymore.
Vivaan turned and walked toward his car—a sleek black BMW M4 Competition—and got in without another word.
Nikansh followed, unlocking his metallic grey Audi RS5, glancing at me once before getting inside.
Engines roared.
And just like that—
They left.
I stood there.
Breathing heavy.
Anger.
Frustration.
Fear.
All mixing together.
Naman stepped beside me. "We're not just standing here, right?"
I shook my head.
"No."
My jaw tightened.
"I don't care what mess this is… or whose fight it is."
I looked in the direction they left.
"But if anything happens to Aadhya…"
My voice dropped.
"They'll regret it."
Because this wasn't about gangs anymore.
This was personal...