*12 years later*

St. Xavier University was buzzing with excitement all day. Known as one of the most prestigious universities in India, they were known to create the best of the best. Business tycoons, engineers, doctors, sportsmen...Xavier bred the best in each field. You where either extremely talented, or extremely wealthy, or both...to attend this college.

And today was a special day in this university. Their beloved basketball team was fighting for the championship title 2 years in a row...and playing their last game before the head coach of 30 years will retire. St. Xavier Tigers, reigning champions, will battle their biggest rivals tonight...and the students of Xavier couldn't be more excited.

Noor Siddiqui handed out more flyers regarding the game tonight to passing students. "Don't forget to come tonight!" She said enthusiastically to some passing students. At age 20, Noor was a pretty girl with a firecracker personality who was completely comfortable with herself. Adored by all, especially by her parents and elder sister, Noor was a pampered young princess. And why shouldn't she be?... she was the youngest daughter of business tycoon Wasim Siddiqui after all.

But despite having all the riches at her feet, her parents made sure she and her sister, Zoya Siddiqui, were good human beings. The Siddiqui girls were known for their beauty and brains. But prestige aside, each one was known for their kindness, a trait very few people of wealth achieved.

"Come support our team tonight!" Noor encouraged another group of students passing by.

"Don't you mean come support your boyfriend tonight?" a female voice asked teasingly. Noor turned to face Pooja Siddiqui, cousin to Noor and Zoya from their father's side.

"Shut up Pooja" Noor blushed.

Pooja let out a laugh and continued, "You know everyone is going to come tonight. It's an important game...and the boys of the team are like the heartthrobs of this college. You know you don't have to pass out flyers to get people to come support."

Pooja easily fell in step with Noor as she passed out another flyer. "I know, but still...I should show extra enthusiasm right?" A pretty blush crept up Noor's cheeks as she thought of her boyfriend of 6 months, Arjun Hooda.

"And plus...aside from my boyfriend being in the basketball team, Zoya appi's fiancé is on the team as well. Why shouldn't I put in the extra effort?" Noor asked, matter of factly.

"Point noted little sister" Pooja replied, happy with the fact that both her cousins and closest friends were so happy in their relationships. "Speaking of Zoya, where is she?" Pooja asked.

Noor grinned, "Where else?"

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Delicate fingers caressed the piano keys...a beautiful melody filling the music room of St. Xavier's.

~Heere moti main na chaahoon
main toh chaahoon, sangam tera~

Soft eyelids closed over almond green eyes, as the tune filled her ears and touched her soul. Hair a pretty brown color with highlights fell in soft curls around a fair face...and angel's face.

~main toh teri...saiyyan
tu hai mera .... ~

She played from the heart. Her fingers naturally moving across the keys...the song embedded in her every heartbeat. It was her favorite...for it spoke about unconditional love...a love that completely consumes...a love she has dreamed about ever since she was a little girl.

~...saiyyan ...~

Studying business and taking over her father's company someday was her dream. But playing the piano and thinking about her love was her passion....

~...saiyyan...~

She was born to love unconditionally...

"Zoya..."

Zoya Siddiqui opened dreamy eyes as she recognized the voice...a voice that always brings a smile to her pretty face. She stopped playing and turned to see the love of her life walk towards her.

Yash Arora sat next to Zoya on the piano bench and gave her a quick kiss on her cheek. "Hello" He said sweetly, greeting his fiancé.

"Hey..." Zoya replied, her features softening at his presence. "How come you're not at practice?" she asked, referring to the Xavier Tigers doing last minute drills in preparation for the big game.

"Coach let us out early to get some rest before tonight. He figured we're as prepared as we'll ever be." Yash replied, circling his arm around Zoya's waist and pulling her closer to him.

"You're coming tonight right?" Yash asked.

"You know I wouldn't miss it" Zoya murmured, resting her head on his shoulder...feeling completely content in his arms.

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"Tigers! Tigers! Tigers! Tigers!" The crowd chanted as they waited for the championship game to begin. Some wore the school jersey to show their support, others brought banners...and everyone chanted...calling to their team.

"Ladies and gentleman! Welcome to the madness of the century!" the crowd cheered as the MC began the show.

"From Sacred Heart's University...we have...." His voice drowned out as he introduced the players from the opposing team.

Zoya spotted Noor and Pooja and climbed the bleachers to sit next to them. "Hey! Looks like I made it just in time." Zoya said, referring to the Tigers still not introduced yet.

"We all know you would NEVER miss Yash's entrance" Pooja teased her elder cousin by a couple of months.

"Shut up Pooja" Zoya replied sweetly, honey coating her voice. Pooja simply laughed, not taking offense. It was well known that along with beauty, brains, and kindness, Zoya Siddiqui was a feisty individual.

The bright stadium lights bounced off the simple diamond ring on Zoya's left hand. Pooja lifted Zoya's hand to admire the ring, "So...how does it feel being engaged for a whole week?" she asked.

The smile adorning Zoya's face said it all. She was happy. She and Yash met in college 1 year ago. They hit it off instantly and began dating soon after. He was from a middle class family on scholarship and his simplicity is what captured Zoya. She fell in love and agreed without hesitation when he proposed to her a week ago.

"It is the most amazing feeling in the world. He is everything I could ever ask for." Zoya replied, dreamily.

In the Xavier Tiger's locker room, a shirtless guy stretched....his back muscles flexing...his chiseled arms made to make women drool. He reached for his jersey and slipped it over his broad shoulders, the 'C' on it clearly denoting him as captain of the defending champions.

"And now...it is time for the reigning champions to grace us with their presence. Starting with the power forward...and the multi-talent of the team." The MC stated, building up the hype.

Zoya's small smile from earlier got bigger as she knew who was coming.

"Give it up for Yash Arora!" the crowd cheered as Yash jogged across the court with a big smile on his face and stood next to his teammates, who were earlier called one by one.

Zoya sighed...oh how she loved him...

He tied his shoelace and secured his bandana over his forehead, to prevent his bangs getting in his eyes during the game. But the few strands of dark hair that always framed his face is what added to his charm. All a woman would want is to dive her fingers into his hair and pull him closer for a kiss.

Zoya couldn't wait till the day she married Yash...it will be the best day of her life. This is what she always wanted...someone who had a pure heart. A prince charming that will sweep her off her feet. Some may make fun of her of living in an unrealistic dreamland...but Zoya didn't care...she simply relished the feeling of being in love. 

Before closing his locker, the handsome man looked at the photo of his parents taped inside. Gentle brown eyes the color of warm whiskey...eyes that can make a woman think impure thoughts. He touched his fingertips to his lips, and placed it on the picture before closing the door and heading out.

"Coming up next...the point guard...the ring charmer of the Tigers...ARJUN HOODA!" the MC's voice was drowned out as the crowd cheered loudly. Noor stood up from her seat and cheered extra hard as a good looking man with the cutest smile ran across the court. He spotted Noor and winked at her as he took his position. He was a tall man with looks to match. Considered as one of the most eligible bachelors as Harshvardhan Hooda's youngest son, many hearts were broken when he declared his loyalty to his childhood friend, Noor Siddiqui.

"And now...the shooting guard of the team...the captain of the champions..." the MC began, the crowd turning wild knowing full well who was coming out next.

"Oh boy" Zoya scoffed as she rolled her eyes. Noor and Pooja giggled at Zoya's antics. It's ridiculous how after all these years...she still couldn't get along with the elder Hooda brother.

"Give...it...up...for the pride of the Tigers...ADITYA HOODA!!!!" the crowd stood up in excitement as their most beloved heartthrob made his entrance. Zoya didn't bother standing up...she looked on unamused as her nemesis grinned and waved at the crowd.

Aditya bumped his fist with his younger brother and took his position on the court. "Alright guys...lets show them how it's done." Aditya encouraged his team members in a deep voice. With that being said, the ball tossed in the air and one of the players hit it towards the Tigers. Aditya easily caught it and dunked his first point of the night. A charming grin adorned his face as he landed swiftly on the floor and kicked off the championship game.

'Oh my God...how arrogant can he possibly get!?' Zoya thought, already annoyed by Aditya Hooda's presence.