P L A N S  &  P L O T  T W I S T S

a SHREYAS IYER fanfiction

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in which VANSHIKA MATHUR rage texts her event planner about marigolds but it reaches someone else.

OR

in which SHREYAS IYER was having a pretty boring day when he receives a text from a girl having a mental breakdown.

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“What a plot twist you were.”

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I N T R O D U C I N G

VANSHIKA MATHUR

“Marigold Mayhem 🌼💀”

marketing manager. artist. bride-to-be.

spreadsheets. roses. chaos personified.

SHREYAS SANTOSH IYER

“Dangerously Honest Human❓”

indian cricketer. middle-order batsman. magician.

choreographed dance. sunflowers. dogs.

RIVAN MALHOTRA

“Mr. Safe Option”

finance bro. perfect son. groom-to-be

beige shirts. no sugar chai. calm nights.

AARAV MATHUR

“#1 Vanshika Mathur Supporter ”

tech-savy. shreyas iyer loyalist. wicket-keeper.

cricket gloves. online games. memes.

ISHA RATHORE

“Best Friend Turned Sister”

divorce lawyer. photographer. platonic soulmate.e.

polaroids in phone cover. lilies. moon girl.

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“You were the first one I loved,

I was the first love I lost.”

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Asha speaks!

Hi. Hello. Namaste. I'm Asha, author,emotional instigator, and self-proclaimed CEO of "just one more chapter" at 3:12 a.m.

I created Vanshika, Rivan, Isha, and a whole mess of dramatic, lovable people because reality is expensive and fiction doesn’t judge me for screaming into a pillow over imaginary heartbreak. I specialize in slow burns, accidental love confessions, and giving my characters just enough happiness to get attached… and then absolutely wrecking them (with love, obviously).

Now, let’s talk about the elephant in the stadium:
No, I do not own Shreyas Iyer or the Indian Cricket Team.
Yes, it haunts me daily.
Yes, I have accepted this cruel twist of fate.
But also, if you're reading this, Shreyas, blink twice if you want to co-write a story where you're mine and we fall in love over coffee, cricket, and my inability to act normal around you.

This story is fictional. My obsession with plot twists is not.
Side effects of reading may include:

• Sudden emotional attachment to people who don’t exist

• Random giggling in public

• Screaming “WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!” at your screen

• Mild to severe cravings for masala chai and romantic chaos

Read responsibly. Or don’t. I’ve already spiraled; you might as well join me.

disclaimer!

This story is a work of fiction. The characters Vanshika Mathur, Rivan Malhotra, Isha Rathore, and any other wonderfully chaotic soul who shows up later are all mine—created with love, drama, and a lot of coffee.

However, the incredibly talented Shreyas Iyer and the rest of the Indian Cricket Team (ICT) sadly do not belong to me (yet). If I did own them, trust me, you'd be getting behind-the-scenes content, match-day cuddles, and a lot more banter. But alas, reality is not fanfiction.

So, until the universe grants me full ownership rights (or at least a coffee date with Shreyas), just know this is purely for entertainment, not profit. All real public figures are used fictitiously and with respect.

Now buckle up—this story may cause heart flutters, spontaneous giggles, and occasional yelling at fictional people. You’ve been warned.

notes!

All the pictures have been taken from pintrest but I did the collages so please don't take them (or else.)