EP-3
Professor Aaryan Rathore was in lecture mode — tall, dark, unreadable, standing beside the board like it owed him money.
The classroom was dead silent.
Even the flies had paused their buzzing to avoid pissing him off.
Until—
The door opened. Slowly.
Dramatically.
And there she was.
Kavya Sharma.
Wearing black shades. Holding a steaming cup of chai.
Ten minutes late. Zero shame. 100% villain energy.
Sanvi Agrawal/Fl's bestfriend
*facepalmed and muttered*
She enters like a Bollywood heroine returning after a five-year leap.”
Aaryan didn’t turn around.
He didn’t need to.
He could feel the sarcasm entering the room like pollution.
Aaryan Rathore/ML
“Miss Sharma,” *he said, calm as ice.* “Glad you could join us. Did the red carpet hold you up?”
Kavya Sharma/FL
“No sir, the chaiwala was slow. But hey, priorities.”
Sanvi in the back let out a full snort.
Kavya slowly strolled to her bench — her bangles jingling like she was auditioning for Naagin 9.
Aaryan turned to the board again, trying not to explode.
But then—
Kavya Sharma/FL
"Sir, I have a question about today’s lecture.”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
"You don’t even know what today’s lecture is.”
Kavya Sharma/FL
"Exactly. That’s my question.”
The class lost it.
One guy legit whispered,
“She’s got death wish energy today.”
Aaryan turned, slowly, like a villain in a crime thriller.
Walked down the aisle.
Stopped right next to her bench.
Aaryan Rathore/ML
"Do you think this class is your stage, Miss Sharma?”
Kavya Sharma/FL
"If it is, you’re not getting a standing ovation.”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
"You’re one smart comment away from being thrown out.”
Kavya Sharma/FL
“And you’re one more black shirt away from becoming a shadow.”
Classroom: Instant wheezing.
Even Sanvi whispered,
Sanvi Agrawal/Fl's bestfriend
"Someone get him a personality that isn’t 50 shades of rude.”
Aaryan smiled.
That scary, villainous smile.
Aaryan Rathore/ML
“Wonderful. Since Miss Sharma has so much energy today… let’s use it productively.”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
"Ten questions. No notes. Right now.”
Class:
“NOOOOOOO—”
“Sir, please no!”
“We were quiet!! Punish her not us!”
Kavya Sharma/FL
"You’re welcome.”
After class
Aaryan was packing up.
Kavya walked by his desk, casually.
Kavya Sharma/FL
“Sir, what’s my score on that ‘respecting authority’ essay?”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
“Still B+. For the psychological damage.”
Kavya Sharma/FL
“You’re just mad I have better comebacks.”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
“You’re not funny.”
Kavya Sharma/FL
"Tell your facial expression that.”
He didn’t even look at her.
But the corner of his mouth?
Definitely twitched.
Comments
Arohi😗🍁🔥
zero shame with 100 per villain energy /Facepalm//Facepalm//Facepalm//Facepalm//Facepalm//Facepalm//Facepalm//Facepalm//Facepalm/
2025-07-05
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Arohi😗🍁🔥
😶😶😶😶😶😶😶😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
2025-07-05
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Arohi😗🍁🔥
damn 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
2025-07-05
1