EP-5
It was a Sunday.
A day for peace. For hot coffee. For relaxing conversations.
But not for Professor Aaryan Rathore.
Because today, he made the mistake of showing up at his best friend Karthik Sharma’s house — unaware that this house was also the official headquarters of his most sarcastic enemy: Kavya Sharma.
Ding-dong
Aaryan adjusted his collar, looking mildly uncomfortable in a casual hoodie (yes, still black), holding a small box of sweets like an awkward sanskaari uncle.
The door opened.
And there she stood.
Kavya Sharma.
Wearing bright pink unicorn-printed pajama pants, an oversized hoodie that said “Introverted But Dramatic,” and a headband with little cat ears.
She took one look at him.
And started laughing.
Out loud.
Like deep-breathing, bent-over, hand-on-stomach kind of laughing.
Kavya Sharma/FL
“Oh my god,” *she wheezed, wiping a tear.* “Sir. You’re here. At my house. On purpose? Are you lost? Did Google Maps betray you too?”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
"Where’s your brother?”
Kavya Sharma/FL
*stepping aside dramatically.* “Inside. Along with your dignity, which you’re about to lose.”
Three Minutes Later
Aaryan sat on the sofa like it was a ticking bomb.
Kavya plopped onto the opposite armrest, curled up with a cushion, sipping from a massive pink mug that read:
“#1 At Driving Professors Insane”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
*He stared.*
“Do you drink sarcasm with milk or without?”
Kavya Sharma/FL
*She shrugged.*
“Depends. Do you want some? We’re out of emotional stability though.”
He turned to the wall.
Regretted everything.
Kartik Sharma/FL's brother
*Towel around his neck, hair dripping, looking like a golden retriever who just took a bath.*
Kartik Sharma/FL's brother
Brooo! Aaryan! You made it!” *he grinned, hugging him*
Kartik Sharma/FL's brother
“Sorry, I was in the shower. Kavya didn’t bite, did she?”
Kavya Sharma/FL
“Not yet. Still debating it.”
Kavya returned with chai and biscuits.
Except the biscuits were on a plate shaped like a foot.
A literal ceramic foot.
Aaryan stared.
Kavya winked.
Kavya Sharma/FL
“We serve trauma with aesthetics here.”
He picked a biscuit like it was laced with poison.
Kartik Sharma/FL's brother
“So what’s new at the college, man?”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
“Some students are more... dramatic than others.”
Kavya Sharma/FL
"Some professors wear more black than Batman in therapy.”
Kartik Sharma/FL's brother
“Wait. You two know each other that well?”
Kavya Sharma/FL
“Oh, I’ve been personally victimized by this man’s grading system.”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
“And I’ve been emotionally scarred by her PowerPoint presentations.”
Kavya’s phone buzzes.
She picks it up and gasps dramatically.
Kavya Sharma/FL
“OH MY GOD. Sir. You’re trending again!”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
*already exhausted*
“What now?”
She holds up her screen.
It’s a meme.
His face — mid-blink, mid-frown — with the caption:
“When the student says ‘good morning’ and you remember you forgot to give them a quiz.”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
“Where are you getting these pictures from?”
Kavya Sharma/FL
"Freedom of speech and front benchers with good cameras.”
Kavya Sharma/FL
So, Professor. What brings you to this humble home filled with sarcasm, chai, and people you’ve psychologically damaged?”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
“Definitely not you.”
Kavya Sharma/FL
“Too bad. I come with the house. Like haunted furniture.”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
"Explains the creaking.”
As he gets up to leave…
She walks him to the door, holding a handmade sign she whipped up in 5 seconds with a marker:
“Thank You For Visiting. Please Leave Your Ego At The Door Next Time.”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
“Karthik has a demon for a sister.”
Aaryan Rathore/ML
“And that demon lives in my head rent-free.”
Comments
Arohi😗🍁🔥
😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂she is already prepared
2025-07-05
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Arohi😗🍁🔥
😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
2025-07-05
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Arohi😗🍁🔥
awkward sanakari uncle 😂😂😂😂😂
2025-07-05
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