Okay so people asked me some questions regarding the end, so I added a smol conclusion to this one

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The drill next day was a different one. Everyone knew that something was up, but no one had the courage to ask the trainers.

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"Aaj 10km jog! Ustaadji, aap please mess se mera camper le aayenge?" Karan asked. Ustaadji nodded and left.

"Sanju, since Ustaadji yahan nahi hai, aur humaare paas koi monitor karne ko nahi hai, tu inke saath jaayegi. Go, 3 round of the academy. Mai yahi rahunga."

Sanjana silently obliged, glaring daggers at the ground. Karan smirked watching them.

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"Recruits, any more doubts?"

A recruit raised his hand.

"Ok. We'll do this again. Sanju, demonstrate kar."

Sanjana, who had already demonstrated the whole 200m obstacle course 9 times panted, cursing under her breath.

"Ji...sirji." she said, running over to the course once again.

Faizi who had been silently watching all this whispered to Karan

"Kya hua Janaab? Sanju pe kyu atyachaar kar rahe hai?"

"Siddhart ki adate lag gayi hai. Nikaal raha hu. Tujhe bhi join karna hai?" Karan replied, giving him his brightest smile. Faizi immediately turned away.

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The whole drill was a barrage of "Sanju, firse!", "Sanju demonstrate kar.", "Dhang se nahi hua, firse kar Sanju." At some point, the cadets felt pity.

A whole 4 hours later, they got their first break. Sanjana plopped on the ground, panting heavily and killing every recruit in her head a million times.

As soon as the cadets were allowed to disperse, Siddhart ran over to where Sanjana was sitting.

"Sanju, you okay? Karan sir ko kya ho gaya?" He asked, helping her up.

"Je sab teri vajah se ho raha hai..." she spoke through gritted teeth, still panting.

"Maine kya kiya?"

"Tujhse kisne bola tha sharab ki bottle humaare room me khulii chodne ko!"

"Oh...sorry...I think I forgot..tum gussa to nahi ho na?" He asked, about to hug her.

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On the other side, Monami walked up to Karan, who was watching the ground empty.

"Karan is everything okay? Tum Sanju ko kyu pareshaan kar rahe the?" Monami asked, amused.

"Kuch nahi. Bas usme se Siddhart ki aadate nikaal raha tha."

"So you know?"

"I know what?" Karan asked, his smile wavering a little.

"Sanju loves him!" Monami said happily, holding his hand.

"Kya? Vo to...dost..." Karan's words trailed off as his eyes fell on Sid talking to Sanju while holding her hand.

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Before Sid could hug her, Sanjana suddenly pushed him back. Sid was taken aback, till he saw her stand in attention. He looked back to see the smiling face of Karan Shergil, looking at Sanju, who already seemed ready to take whatever was in for her. The shock on Sid's face turned to scared expression. Everytime Karan smiled too much at someone, the person was in for an Ulti Khopdi treatment.

"Hello Siddhart." He said, smiling at him.

"H-hi dol-- Karan sir."

"Sanju, aaj ki training kaisi thi."

Sanju looked down, swallowing.

"Siddhart, cadets ke liye disperse ka order aa chuka hai. Good night."

Sid nodded and immediately left.

"Tu usse humesha ek foot door rahegi. Ginke, ek foot. Uski harkate nahi try karegi. Understood?"

"Ji Sirji." She answered, looking at the ground. Karan sighed a little, maybe he went a little too far.

"Vaise..haan. Mai Monami ko date pe POOCHNE aaya tha." He said softly, looking at the sky, smiling when her eyes darted up.

"Aur shayad....bas shayad, tujhe academy me sharab ka permit de raha hu. Lekin only on sundays. Ek feet door, yaad rakhna." He looked down, smiling as he saw her face lighten up. 

"Agar aap chatt pe se paudhe na hataye to bhi chalega..." she smiled back.