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"You do know that I'm doing it because I love you, right?" Kairav has been chanting it to his brother numerous times already. 

"Yeah, yeah. I'm so overwhelmed with your love that I want to duct tape your mouth." Sanjay says innocently, tying a tie around Kairav's neck. 

"Then don't kill me if I don't get in, alright? I mean I will already be heartbroken at that point if I don't get in." A stray tear escapes his eye to emphasize his innocence which is nowhere to be found. 

"Shut up. Let me concentrate." 

Kairav stays quiet for a while because he understands he is getting on his brother's nerves with his continuous chattering. 

"Ahh! Are you planning on choking me or something?" The younger one complains to which the older one rolls his eyes. 

"Learn to wear a tie yourself then." 

"I told you already it's not necessary. I'm not applying for the post of the president there." Kairav replies but who is there to listen to him? Not certainly his older brother. 

Because Sanjay goes to grab Kairav's file containing his resume and certificates. Every fiber of Kairav's body tells him to bunk the interview and enjoy a nice meal outside instead. But the brain cells say otherwise. His brother looks so excited. He is constantly smiling while gathering Kairav's things. He also made sure to press Kairav's dress pants and shirt yesterday, made his favorite breakfast today to motivate him for the interview. Kairav doesn't have the heart to cheat on his brother and run away with his excitement. So, Kairav sits through like an obedient child for once and lets his brother do whatever he wants to do. 

"Try your best, ok? I swear if you deliberately do bad, I will skin you alive." He is so happy that he is even smiling while threatening.

If that ain't creepy, Kairav doesn't know what it is. However, he gulps down the fear knotting in his stomach and manages to flash a bright smile at his brother. 

"Thank you but I prefer to have my skin intact. I would rather have you give me encouragement before I go than give me a death threat."

Well, Kairav does plan to do bad in the interview. But who is he kidding? He is sure he won't even have to put effort into doing so. He will be eliminated the moment he will walk into the room. He isn't qualified for the job and he knows it. 

"I can't believe you have grown up so much that now you are going for a job interview." And suddenly Sanjay becomes emotional. 

He has practically brought up the boy on his own. In that way, Sanjay is like a father to Kairav. He ought to feel sentimental at events like this. Every father feels like it but they don't show it. Sanjay doesn't shy away from expressing his feelings though. 

"I haven't actually, bhaiya. That's why I'm saying let's cancel this nonsense and go out to have some-" Sanjay's infamous glare is enough to make him stop his blabbering. 

Finally, Sanjay lets him go after feeding him tons of food as well as threats. Now, Kairav is getting late. Despite his unwillingness, he has to run to the bus stop to board the bus on time. It doesn't help that his stomach is so full right now that there's not even space for dessert. It has to be one of the most tiring days of his life and it's barely 9 am. 

Thankfully he finds a seat when he gets on the bus. The bus fills up pretty quickly so he considers himself lucky he gets to have a seat. Huffing the exhaustion away, he makes himself comfortably on his seat, trying to grab a few minutes of sleep. It will take almost half an hour to reach the Arora Corporation building. So why waste time instead of getting some beauty time? 

The only reason why he can't enjoy his little nap is seated next to him. And his brother thinks he talks too much while the old man next to him is eating his brains with all the boring stories he has saved up for ages. It's hard, very hard, yet Kairav is trying his best to be respectful and occasionally nods his head as if he were the most attentive listener.

Funny how 30 minutes would have passed like it was just 5 minutes if he tried to nap but now it is feeling like it's been an eternity. Well, he is getting the taste of his own medicine. Now he can understand why his brother looks ready to murder him anytime.

It's all dandy and peachy until the man wants to involve him into the baseless conversation. 

"Are you going for an interview, young man?" Kairav just nods his head to answer.

"Where to?"

Please, I'm tired. 

"Arora Corporation."

"Do you have qualifications for that? I mean you look like a school student and Aroras only hire professionals. I worked there for 2 years myself. Let me tell you the story-" 

"I think I have the qualifications to make someone stop irritating me because when I snap, I snap their neck. " Kairav innocently smiles afterwards. His brother's creepy trait is rubbing off on him. 

Professional? More like proFoolsional.

When the bus stopped in front of the Arora Corporation building, he realized he calculated the time wrong. Damn, it isn't the time for his poor math skills to fail him. He hardly has 5 minutes in hand. Let him be honest about his motives, he will do the interview, and be there on time. No, not because he really wants that but because he doesn't want to be skinned alive. He's already gonna fuck up the interview so he needs to assure his brother he did the best he could do.

This day will go down in history. The reason? Kairav Sharma ran twice in the same day for something he really didn't want to do. And people still have the audacity to call him lazy.

"Damn it. Can't you see where you are going?" Kairav yells in frustration as he collides with a person on the way and lands  his ass on the ground. 

"You are the one who isn't looking. Never knew that not everybody is boosted with the talent to know how to walk." The man retorts as Kairav picks himself up.

Kairav stares down the man. That man was at fault. He was busy on his phone while he was walking. Kairav deserved an apology. Fine, he was partly at fault as well. He didn't check his surroundings before literally taking off. 

That man is tall, taller than Kairav. He also looks like he goes to the gym everyday as a hobby. A curious glint can also be seen in his eyes as he examines Kairav. He feels small under the scrutiny of the unnamed man. 

"People don't have courtesy these days!" Kairav mutters before walking towards the reception. He is already late. 

"Excuse me, miss?" Kairav smiles politely, waiting for her to end her phone call and give him some direction. 

"Yes? How can I help you, sir?"

Oh, how powerful a smile is! The lady was looking ready to murder someone a while ago but now she is smiling brightly at Kairav. 

"I'm here for an interview for an internship at the management department."

"Ohh, yeah. It's on the 10th floor, Mr.Arora's office."

"Thank you." He says. 

Much to his disappointment, the lift is full of people. He won't be able to catch one. And he won't use the stairs to get to the 10th floor even if he is held at gunpoint. 

"It's office hour so you have to wait for the next time." The lady is kind enough to inform him. 

But I can't wait! 

That's when he sees the man who bumped into him earlier entering into another lift which is situated on the other side of the building. 

Kairav runs for the 3rd time. Someone may say he is practicing for the marathon. The lazy community will disown him if he keeps working so hard. 

"Sir, it's for Vips only!" The lady yells behind him. 

As if I give a fuck.

Kairav places his hand in between the lift door when it's about to close. He is lucky that his hand is intact and the lift opened its door for him. Smiling to himself, he enters the lift. 

"Do you know that it's for only Vips here?"The man says in an annoyed tone. 

"You think of yourself as one?" Kairav remarks, mimicking the man's annoyance. 

The man doesn't say anything surprisingly. He just keeps a neutral face. 

"What are you doing? Press the button on your floor." Tha man says, annoyance thick in his voice. 

Why is he so annoyed? Kairav doesn't know, he doesn't want to know either. He wants to press the button but his goldfish of a mind already forgot the floor number. Was it 10? Or 11? The 10 is already pressed though. So, he presses 11th. 

"Why did you press 11? Aren't you here for the interview?" The man can't sound anymore annoyed. As if even Kairav's existence irritates him. 

But suddenly a smirk makes its way on Kairav's face when an idea hits his head. 

"You are here for the interview too? "He asks the man. 

It takes a little while for the man to reply but he does. He curtly nods his head. 

"Well, buddy. I think I can help you get the job. Just pray that I get called before you. I will tell you what kind of questions they ask." Kairav smiles at the man who looks more confused than relieved.

Kairav tries to reach the guy's shoulder to pat it but seeing their height difference he decides not to. It will be awkward. Honestly, this man is so tall that he is making Kairav insecure about his height when he is 5 '11 himself. 

"And why would you do that?" 

"So that I don't get the job, duh." 

They don't share any more information. However, the man looks weirded out by Kairav. There is seriously something wrong with him. 

"Excuse  me, miss? I'm here for the interview?" 

The lady at the reception points her perfectly polished nail towards the side of the room where a bunch of people are waiting. 

"Please, take your seat there. You will be called by your name when it's your turn. The interview will start soon." He nods his head and turns towards the waiting area. 

"Oh, good that you are here, Mr.Arora. We can start the interview." Kairav immediately turns back to find out who the man is. 

He's only heard the name but never cared enough to see his photo or anything. Apparently, the famous business icon doesn't like to be photographed much. 

Kairav's mouth is wide open as he gets to see the man who will be interviewing him. It's the man on the lift! 

I want to yeet out of the window!

But then again what can go wrong? He doesn't want the job anyway. It's only good that the man is already annoyed by him. Not getting the job will be a piece of cake now!

People will definitely start calling him a freak if he keeps smiling to himself like this. 

"Hello, Mr. Arora." Kairav waves his hand like a child and smiles brightly. 

But the man ignores him. Seems like he is more annoyed now. Well, that's what he wanted in the first place. 

Turns out, he is the last candidate to get interviewed. He is tired by now. Tired of waiting. He opted for playing games while he waited but received death glares from the fellow candidates who were freaking out. He decided to be polite and stopped playing. 

"Kairav Sharma. It's your turn now." Someone calls his name. 

"Man finally. I thought I had to bring a pillow and blanket here to spend the night." He mutters to himself before entering the room. 

"May I come in, Sir?" Though he is irritated, his brother has taught him to be polite to elders. 

"Come in." The man orders in a cold tone, a tone that reminds him of his brother when he is angry. 

Kairav sat on the chair in front of Mr.Arora before he was given permission to. Well, it's not like he needs to take permission to breathe as well. 

"Your resume, please." Kairav hands his file. 

"Can I drink that glass of water?"
Kairav gulps down the whole glass of water before Mr.Arora can say anything.

The man closes his file with a sigh. He knows his grades aren't anything impressive but he doesn't have to rub it on him like this either. 

"Your resume is like any other resume. So, tell me Mr. Sharma, why should I hire you?" 

"Because I applied for the job?" Kairav asks. 

It seems to Kairav that the man is taking deep breaths too much to keep himself at bay. 

"Not the answer I was expecting but I will take your words. However, I need you to answer me some questions honestly as we proceed with the interview, Mr.Sharma." The man sounds so serious that it's comical. 

"Sure. I will have you know there's no lying bones in my body. I'm all about honesty, Mr.Arora." 

"We will see." The man speaks, totally unimpressed by him. 

Get ready to answer weird stuff.

"Suppose a customer isn't happy with your product, how will you manage the customer?" 

"By feeding him lies." Mr.Arora cocks an eyebrow at that. 

"Care to explain?" 

"Aree… if my product is faulty then it's on me. But if I'm honest with the customer, he will run away to another seller. So, I will feed him lies that it was unintentional and stuff." Kairav holds himself back from winking. 

He really needs to do badly at the interview. But now he thinks he is rocking it and making the interview mad. 

"Alright. I would love you to share your view on business."

"Well, There are different kinds of businesses. And here in this profession business means robbery. These big companies rob people's money like a mosquito sucks people's blood. That is business. Take a full profile, give a minimum share." 

He looks like a red tomato. Did I just activate his lava mode? Will he kick me out now?

The CEO suddenly leaves his chair and steps in front of his desk to face Kairav. Kairav can't lie that he is immensely intimidated now. Did he say too much? He hopes the man won't kill him for answering stupid stuff. 

"Stop with this insanity. Your fake personality isn't faking anyone." The man literally snaps. 

"W-What do you mean by that? You are talking as if personality is something that can be borrowed. While I'm flattered that you think my personality is worth being borrowed but-" 

"Leave the act and tell me where the damn video is." The man inquires in an authoritative voice. 

"W-What video? 

"Don't act like you are innocent, Kairav Sharma. I know everything about you. About what you do, what you eat, what you watch. So, don't test my patience and start talking about the damn video." 

Why? Are you my secret admirer?

Kairav is being creeped out by the man. He sounds like a pedophile stalking a child. What's the video that he is so desperate to get?

What I do? What I eat? What I watch? Does he know that I watch porn and I'm not as innocent as everyone thinks I'm? 

"That's an inappropriate thing to ask for, Mr.Arora. It's an interview. I thought you were professional." Kairav finally finds his voice to produce coherent sentences. 

"What are you talking about?" 

Kairav looks up to his eyes to answer. He is ready to show that he isn't scared right now even though he is ready to shit his pants. 

"We can share porn video later, Mr.Arora."

It looks like the man is finally losing his cool. Kairav can literally imagine white smoke coming out of his head. The man is literally fuming. Well, Kairav spoke what he had in his mind. He still doesn't know what the man is talking about. 

"You like to play naive, don't you? How about I cut your tongue so that you can't talk about useless stuff anymore." 

The man is getting creative with his threats while Kairav is sweating a bucket. He feels like he is stuck in a room with a psychopath. 

"N-Now, that's not what I have in mind. How about you act more civil and-" 

"I want the damn video and I want to know what more you know about it." 

Kairav has had enough. The man cut him off twice and started brewing nonsense. Funny how Kairav thought he would be the one uttering nonsense. 

"What are you? 5? Nagging for a damn video. Well, I'm sorry. I'm not a babysitter ready to entertain you! I don't know what the fuck you are talking about." 

It was the wrong thing to do. Oh, that's for sure. Because the next thing he knows is that he is being pinned to his chair by the man who looks ready to operate an autopsy on him. 

Kairav gulps. 

"Tell me what you know about it. Tell me everything." Vikram orders sternly, looking down at the scared kid with a deadly glare. 

"I....I don't know." Kairav gulps down his own saliva in fear. He didn't sign up for this! He goes once again to convince the man of his innocence, "I don't know....what you are talking about, mister." 

A/N: Kairav is a certified clown 🤡