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Raman enters his room and flops on the bed after throwing his bag on the floor. His eyes droop as a result of sleepiness but he opens them and thinks about the day's events.

Why did he feel that slight disappointment when Ishita swore not to kiss him again? He couldn't understand why he wanted to kiss her again and only her! He wanted to get rid of this strange feeling.

He remembered the days when they both hated each other too much. Those fights, revenges, pranks. Pranks. Pranks. PRANKS! Oh yeah! He could plan some pranks on her and maybe he would again hate her.

He had to think of something that would irritate Ishita and satisfy him. The image of Ishita screaming and scared due to his prank brought a sense of satisfaction in him yet again a sense of uneasiness too.

He pulls his hairs in frustration and breaths in and out rapidly, trying to calm his frustrated self.

'It's okay! You just don't want to hurt someone. That's why you are feeling uneasy. Raman. Focus on the Prank and satisfy yourself when you see her crying face.' He chants in his mind and sits up planning the prank

While Ishita on the other hand was trying to do her homework after she ate her lunch but she couldn't solve one problem right and the reason being RKB. He had made her life hell but still she couldn't understand why she was feeling slight regret on swearing not to kiss him.

Being honest, she felt something when he kissed her and the strange feeling was yet to be found.

"Ishu! You are an idiot. Why are you regretting? Now at least he won't kiss you and all but what about the play?" Ishita thought to herself.

"Stupid teacher! Which teacher tells their students to kiss each other? I'll have to complain about this. I'll go to high court and supreme court and complain about this teacher who is harassing students!" Ishita huffs folding her arms across her chest and leaning back on her chair with her legs now on the table.

She then leans more back trying to focus on something else but ends up falling as the chair slips due to her continuous leaning and she lands down on the floor with her head hitting the floor.

"Ow!" Ishits rubs her head and sits down and her eyes fell on the notebook lying on the floor. It wasn't hers. Her notebooks were untidy from outside but the notebook in front of her was neatly covered with the school cover with a neat name slip and with 'Raman Bhalla' written on the name section. Wait! Raman Bhalla?

She scrambled down on the floor and picked up the notebook. Yes! It was Raman's only. She looked down at the subject and noticed it was his Chemistry notebook. Her eyes widen. Tomorrow was Chemistry Class Test and he didn't have his notebook.

She searched for hers hoping he didn't have hers and to her relief she found hers. Which means she will have to return his notebook that day only.

She groaned and picked up her phone from the side table and dialled his number. He didn't pick up the call. She tried again and again and again but still no response. Maybe he's angry or maybe he's sleeping?

She opened her messenger and scrolled up their chats where once he gave his address.

She got up and changed into her casuals before walking out of her room.

"Amma! I have Raman's Chemistry notebook and we have Chemistry test tomorrow so I'm going to return his notebook." Ishita told Mrs. Iyer as she entered the kitchen.

"Raman? Oh that sweet friend of yours. How can I forget that sweet, sincere kid." Ishita made a puking face hearing Mrs. Iyer's words.

"Ya go but return home early!" Ishita nodded at her words and walked down her apartment towards her bicycle.

She waved at her friend who just returned from his school. He waved back and Ishita cycled towards him.

"Tell me a shortcut to this address." Ishita asked showing him her mobile screen.

He looked at her screen and then made a thoughtful face before telling her the shortcut to it.

Ishita thanked him and cycled towards Raman's house. When she reached that area, she found two apartments of the same name. This confused her. How was she supposed to find out which one was his? She was about to dial his number again when suddenly she saw his bicycle in the parking slot of the first apartment. She smiled and cycled towards that apartment. The guard stopped her.

"Where do you have to go?" He asked.

"Flat number 186. Bhalla family." Ishita told him after checking the flat number on her mobile.

The guard nodded and let her in. She looked at his bicycle once and got down from her bicycle making it stand safely beside his. No doubt even their cycles matched. His was light blue and white while hers pink and white. The colours matched.

She made her way towards the lift and pressed the button for the sixth floor. The lift took her to the sixth floor.

She walked out of the lift and her gaze fell on the board Bhalla House. She grinned and did a inside dance as she found his flat.
She ringed the bell and heard a lady's voice saying,"Coming!"

The door opened revealing a lady wearing suit with a neat bun on her head and a pretty smile on her face.

"Yes?" The lady asked sweetly.

"Uh—Is this Raman's flat?" Ishita asked immediately.

"Yes." The lady nodded.

"Oh. I'm Raman's friend?" Ishita said more like a question. Were they even friends? But still she can't introduce herself as—Hey! I'm Raman's enemy.

"Oh! Sure Sure! Come in!" The lady said enthusiastically.

"I'm Raman's Mother. Mrs. Toshi Bhalla." Mrs. Bhalla introduced herself.

Ishita smiled at her making Mrs. Bhalla adore her,"Hello Aunty! I'm Ishita. Ishita Iyer." Ishita introduced herself.

Mrs. Bhalla tucked her knuckles on her temples and touched Ishita's chin.

"Such a lovely name. Aren't you that girl who slapped my son on your first day?"

Ishita looked down at her feet waiting for some scolding but none came. She looked up surprised.

"He deserves it,you know. I'm glad someone similar to him came in his life. Someone who can puncture his ego every now and then." Mrs. Bhalla said with a cute grin on her face and then whispered slowly,"I wish you marry him too."

Ishita couldn't hear it but she raised her eyebrows in question but Mrs. Bhalla shook her head in nothing.

"Raman is sleeping right now. I'll go wake him up." Mrs. Bhalla turned on her heels but was stopped by Ishita.

"It's okay, Aunty. I just came to give his notebook. We have test tomorrow." Ishita was about to hand her the notebook but the landline rang making Mrs. Bhalla walk towards it.

"Puttar! You yourself go and keep it in his room. Walk up the stairs and the first left is his room." Mrs. Bhalla informed Ishita and picked up the call, busying herself in it.

Ishita groaned internally but didn't have the heart to reject the sweet lady's words. So she walked to his room.

She knocked once. Twice. Thrice. Getting no response she pushed the door open only to find Raman sleeping peacefully, tucked under his blanket. The air conditioner had already cooled the room making Raman cuddle more into the blanket. She couldn't deny the fact that he looked adorable.

She walked towards his study table and kept his notebook. She looked at him and then at the door. She was about to walk but again she looked at him and then at his study table where markers were kept. Her lips turned into a mischievous grin.

She took the black marker and quietly walked to his bed. She pulled off the cap and slowly drew moustaches on his face. The French moustache with his pouted lips now made him look funny. She checked at the back pocket of her jeans shorts for her small makeup kit. She chuckled lightly when she found it.

Soon she decorated his face with the makeup and markers. She even got to know that he was deep sleeper.

He didn't even move an inch while she drew on his face.

She tore a page from his notebook and wrote.

Ishita Queen Wins!

She added a smirking emoji at the end and kept the paper beside him. She almost ran out of his room and down to Mrs. Bhalla. She bid her goodbye, trying to control her laughter.

Later, Raman woke up with a yawn. He rubbed his eyes smudging the makeup making  him look horrible. He looked at the paper and read what Ishita wrote making him confused.

His stomach grumbled making him forget the confusion and focus on his food. He walked down to the dining table and yelled.

"Maa! I'm hungry!"

Mrs. Bhalla came back with his food and when she looked at his face, she burst into laughter. Tears slipped from her eyes due to the laughter making Raman confused. He picked up the spoon and looked at himself through it. He saw an image of some ghost on it. His eyes widen. When the realisation dawned him.

Ishita Queen wins!

He ran to the bathroom and looked at himself. For a minute he thought a joker was standing in front of him. He clenched his fist and gritted his teeth before yelling.

"Ishita Iyer!"

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Long update right? I type so quickly while I write this story. I just don't know why. I like writing it. Anywayyyy. How's the update? Do u like it? Will Raman take revenge? Are their feelings towards each other changing?
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