As the tension mounted in the Wankhede Stadium (idk why not) , Ishika and Anushka settled into their seats, their eyes fixed on the pitch below. Anushka's excitement was palpable as she eagerly anticipated the showdown between Sunrisers Hyderabad and Royal Challengers Bangalore, while Ishika couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation coursing through her veins.

"Come on, RCB! Let's show them what we're made of!" Anushka exclaimed, her voice ringing out with enthusiasm as she waved her flag in the air.

Ishika grinned, caught up in the infectious energy of the crowd. "Yeah, let's go RCB!" she cheered, her voice blending seamlessly with the chorus of supporters around them.

As the captains Pat Cummins and Faf du Plessis took to the pitch for the coin toss, Ishika's heart raced with excitement. She watched intently as the coin spun through the air, holding her breath as it landed with a decisive clatter.

"RCB wins the toss and elects to bowl first!" the announcer declared, sending a wave of cheers rippling through the stadium.

Anushka leaped to her feet, pumping her fist in the air. "Yes! That's what I'm talking about!" she exclaimed, her eyes shining with pride.

Ishika joined in the celebration, her cheers mingling with the roar of the crowd. Little did she know, her brother Virat was preparing to lead the charge for RCB against none other than Abhishek Sharma and the Sunrisers Hyderabad—a showdown that would test the bonds of friendship and loyalty in ways she never imagined.

As the Sunrisers Hyderabad began their innings, Ishika's attention was fully focused on the match unfolding before her. Her eyes followed the players on the field with keen interest, but it was the sight of Abhishek Sharma walking out to open the batting that caught her completely off guard.

"Wait, is that...?" Ishika muttered under her breath, her heart racing with disbelief as she watched Abhishek take his position at the crease.

But before she could process her surprise, Anushka's voice cut through the air, her enthusiasm undiminished as she cheered for RCB with unwavering fervor.

"Come on, RCB! Let's show them what we're made of!" Anushka exclaimed, her eyes alight with excitement as she waved her flag in the air.

Ishika forced a smile, her heart torn between loyalty to her brother's team and the unexpected connection she felt towards Abhishek. But she knew where her allegiance lay, and she joined in the chorus of cheers for RCB, her voice blending seamlessly with the sea of supporters around her.

Meanwhile, Anushka remained oblivious to Ishika's internal struggle, her attention fully consumed by the action unfolding on the pitch. And as the match progressed, Ishika couldn't help but wonder if fate had thrown her into the midst of a rivalry that would test the strength of her convictions and the depth of her loyalties in ways she never anticipated.

As Abhishek Sharma unleashed a flurry of boundaries, scoring a blistering fifty for Sunrisers Hyderabad in record time, the tension in the stadium reached a fever pitch. Ishika could feel the nervous energy radiating from the RCB supporters around her, their cheers faltering as they watched in disbelief at the onslaught unfolding before their eyes.

"Wow, Abhishek is on fire today," Ishika heard a nearby spectator murmur, their voice tinged with awe and perhaps a hint of apprehension.

Anushka, caught up in the intensity of the moment, continued to cheer for RCB with unwavering enthusiasm. But Ishika couldn't shake the gnawing sense of unease that settled in the pit of her stomach as she watched Abhishek dominate the match with effortless grace.

"He's unstoppable," Ishika whispered to herself, her eyes fixed on Abhishek as he continued to pile on the runs for Sunrisers Hyderabad. Ishika shook her head, "No Ishika, Virat is gonna be furious when he figures out,".

And as the match hung in the balance, Ishika couldn't help but wonder if her loyalties would be put to the ultimate test as the rivalry between RCB and SRH intensified with each passing moment. Little did she know, the events unfolding on the cricket field would soon force her to confront the complexities of her emotions and the bonds that tied her to both her brother's team and the enigmatic cricketer who had captured her attention in ways she never imagined possible.

As Abhishek Sharma's spectacular innings came to an end at 72 runs, Ishika couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her. Despite his formidable performance, his dismissal offered a glimmer of hope for RCB and its fans, including Ishika, who had been on edge throughout the match.

"Thank goodness he's finally out," Ishika whispered to herself, her heart still racing with the adrenaline of the game.

But as Sunrisers Hyderabad continued to pile on the runs, posting an imposing total of 245 runs, Ishika's anxiety threatened to overwhelm her. She clasped her hands together, her fingers intertwined in silent prayer as she sought solace in the hope that her brother, Virat Kohli, and the rest of the RCB team would rise to the challenge and chase down the daunting target set by their opponents.

"Please, let them win," Ishika murmured, her voice barely above a whisper as she sent a silent plea to the heavens.

And as the match entered its decisive phase, Ishika could only watch with bated breath, her heart torn between the fervent desire for RCB's victory and the lingering memory of Abhishek's remarkable performance—a testament to the unpredictable nature of cricket and the emotions it stirred within her.

As Faf du Plessis and Virat Kohli strode onto the field as RCB's openers, Ishika and Anushka clasped their hands together, their fingers intertwined in silent prayer. Their hearts were heavy with anticipation as they watched their beloved Virat prepare to lead RCB's charge in pursuit of Sunrisers Hyderabad's imposing total.

"Come on, Virat!" Anushka murmured fervently, her voice laced with determination as she sent a silent plea to the heavens.

Ishika nodded in agreement, her eyes glued to the action unfolding on the pitch. She could feel the collective energy of the crowd pulsating around her, each heartbeat echoing the hope and excitement that hung in the air.

And then, as if in response to their prayers, Virat Kohli unleashed a masterful display of batting prowess, his every stroke sending the ball soaring over the boundary ropes. The stadium erupted into a cacophony of cheers and applause as Virat's century sent the crowd into a frenzy of jubilation.

"He did it! Virat scored a century!" Anushka exclaimed, her voice drowned out by the roar of the crowd.

Ishika's heart swelled with pride as she watched her brother's magnificent innings unfold before her eyes. But amidst the celebration, a sense of unease gnawed at her conscience, a reminder of the formidable opponent they still faced in Sunrisers Hyderabad and the lingering threat of defeat that loomed over RCB's quest for victory.

And then, in a moment that sent shockwaves through the stadium, Abhishek Sharma leaped into the air to pluck the ball from the sky, his outstretched hands completing the catch that brought an end to Virat's heroic knock.

The crowd fell silent, stunned into disbelief as Virat made his way back to the pavilion, his departure marking a pivotal moment in the match. Ishika watched with a heavy heart, her conflicting emotions swirling within her as she grappled with the realization that her brother's fate now rested in the hands of his teammates.

"It's okay, Virat. You did your best," Anushka whispered, her voice filled with reassurance as she reached out to comfort her husband.

And as RCB's innings continued to unfold, Ishika could only watch with bated breath, her hopes and fears intertwined in the unfolding drama on the cricket field. Little did she know, the events that followed would test the resilience of her spirit and the depth of her allegiance in ways she never imagined possible.

As Dinesh Karthik struck the winning runs, sealing RCB's victory and their first-ever IPL cup, the stadium erupted into a cacophony of cheers and celebrations. Ishika and Anushka joined in the jubilant chorus, their voices mingling with the chorus of triumph that echoed throughout the stadium.

"We did it! RCB won!" Anushka exclaimed, her eyes shining with tears of joy as she embraced Ishika in a tight hug.

Ishika's heart soared with elation as she basked in the euphoria of the moment, her eyes scanning the crowd as fans erupted into spontaneous celebrations. Some danced in the aisles, others waved flags and banners, and a few even dared to run onto the field, their faces streaked with tears of happiness.

"Can you believe it, Ishika? We're champions!" Anushka cried, her voice filled with disbelief and pride as she squeezed Ishika's hand tightly.

Ishika grinned, her own eyes brimming with tears as she gazed out at the sea of ecstatic faces before her. "I still can't believe it, Anushka. This is truly incredible."

And as the celebrations continued long into the night, Ishika couldn't help but feel a sense of profound gratitude wash over her—a reminder of the power of sport to unite people from all walks of life in moments of shared triumph and joy. For Ishika, this victory was not just about RCB lifting the IPL cup, but about the bonds of camaraderie and friendship that had been forged amidst the electrifying energy of the cricket field—a legacy that would endure long after the final ball had been bowled and the last run scored.

As Ishika and Anushka made their way down to congratulate Virat on his first IPL cup victory, Ishika's eyes inadvertently caught sight of Abhishek Sharma walking away from the jubilant crowd. A tumult of emotions stirred within her, uncertainty warring with curiosity as she hesitated, unsure whether to approach him or let him slip away.

"Ishika, aren't you coming?" Anushka called out, her voice tinged with excitement as she beckoned Ishika to join her in celebrating with Virat.

Ishika tore her gaze away from Abhishek, her heart torn between conflicting desires. On one hand, she longed to seize the opportunity to speak to him, to unravel the mystery that surrounded their brief encounter at the café. But on the other hand, fear and doubt held her back, whispering tales of uncertainty and apprehension.

"Just give me a moment, Anushka," Ishika replied, her voice tinged with uncertainty as she watched Abhishek disappear into the crowd.

Anushka frowned, concern flickering in her eyes as she studied Ishika's expression. "Are you okay, Ishika? You seem distracted."

Ishika forced a smile, masking the turmoil that churned within her. "I'm fine, Anushka. Just... lost in thought, I guess."

Anushka nodded understandingly, though a hint of worry lingered in her gaze. "Alright, just don't take too long. We don't want to miss the celebrations."

With a nod of reassurance, Ishika watched as Anushka made her way over to where Virat stood, surrounded by his teammates and bathed in the glow of victory. Her heart ached with a mixture of regret and longing as she watched them embrace, a tangible reminder of the bond they shared as siblings and champions.

And as Ishika lingered on the fringes of the celebration, her eyes scanning the crowd in search of a familiar face, she couldn't help but wonder if fate would grant her the courage to take a chance—to bridge the divide that separated her from Abhishek and discover the truth that lay hidden beneath the surface of their fleeting connection.

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dont worry, we'll win next year. Congrats 

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sunrisershyderabad good playing by abhishek!

royalchallengersbengaluru thanks for the compliment!

abhisheksharmafannnn OMMMMGGGGGG WE SHOULD HAVE WON :(((

komalsharma good job bro, you atleast tried 

vikramsharma very intense game, but good job SRH

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As Ishika sat in her room, lost in her thoughts, Virat entered with a concerned expression etched on his face. Sensing his presence, Ishika looked up, her curiosity piqued by his sudden appearance.

"What's wrong, Virat?" Ishika asked, her brow furrowing with concern as she studied her brother's troubled expression.

Virat hesitated for a moment before speaking, his voice tinged with apprehension. "Ishika, I couldn't help but notice that you seemed a little tense during the celebration earlier. Is everything okay?"

Ishika's heart skipped a beat at Virat's observation, her mind racing to find a plausible explanation for her behavior. "Oh, it's nothing, Virat. I was just... lost in thought, I guess."

Virat arched an eyebrow skeptically, his gaze searching Ishika's face for signs of the truth. "Are you sure? You seemed distracted, almost like something was bothering you."

Ishika bit her lip nervously, torn between the urge to confide in her brother and the fear of his reaction. "It's nothing, really. Just... some things on my mind."

Virat's expression softened with understanding, though a hint of concern still lingered in his eyes. "Okay, just remember, Ishika, you can always talk to me about anything. I'm here for you, no matter what."

Ishika nodded gratefully, touched by her brother's unwavering support. "Thanks, Virat. I appreciate it."

But before she could say anything more, Virat's expression turned serious as he fixed her with a stern gaze. "Ishika, I've noticed you've been spending a lot of time with your friends lately. Have you... seen any boys?"

Ishika's eyes widened in surprise at Virat's sudden question, her mind reeling with confusion. "What? Why would you ask me that?"

Virat's expression hardened with determination as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Ishika, you know how overprotective I am of you. I just want to make sure you're being careful. Boys can be... well, you know."

Ishika's cheeks flushed with indignation at Virat's implication, her frustration bubbling to the surface. "Virat, I'm not a child anymore. I can handle myself. And besides, why are you bringing this up now?"

Virat sighed heavily, his concern for Ishika evident in his voice. "I just want to make sure you're not getting involved with anyone who might hurt you, Ishika. You're my little sister, and I'll always worry about you."

Ishika's heart softened at Virat's words, her anger melting away as she realized the depth of his love and concern for her. "I understand, Virat. And I promise, I'll be careful. But you have to trust me too, okay?"

Virat nodded solemnly, a small smile playing on his lips. "Okay, Ishika. I trust you. Just remember, if you ever need anything, I'm always here for you."

And as Ishika and Virat shared a quiet moment of understanding, the bond between them grew even stronger—a testament to the unbreakable ties of family and the enduring love that bound them together, no matter what challenges lay ahead.

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As Abhishek stood on his balcony, the gentle breeze rustling through his hair, he couldn't help but feel a sense of tranquility wash over him. The bustling city of Mumbai spread out before him, a symphony of lights and sounds that seemed to dance in harmony with the rhythm of life.

"Beautiful night, isn't it?" Abhishek murmured to himself, his voice barely above a whisper as he gazed out at the twinkling lights of the city skyline.

A sense of peace settled over him as he leaned against the railing, his thoughts drifting to the events of the day—the exhilaration of the cricket match, the thrill of victory, and the rush of adrenaline that coursed through his veins as he stepped onto the field.

But amidst the excitement and celebration, a nagging sense of unease lingered in the back of his mind—a question that had been gnawing at him ever since that fateful encounter at the café.

"What if...?" Abhishek mused aloud, his thoughts drifting to the mysterious girl who had captured his attention with her beauty and grace. "What if I had said something to her? What if...?"

But before he could dwell any further on the hypotheticals, a sense of determination surged within him, propelling him forward with renewed purpose. "No more what-ifs," Abhishek declared, his voice firm with resolve. "If fate brings us together again, I won't let the opportunity slip away."

And with a newfound sense of determination burning in his heart, Abhishek turned his gaze back to the city below, ready to embrace whatever the future held in store. For tonight, beneath the star-studded sky of Mumbai, anything seemed possible—a testament to the infinite possibilities that awaited him on the horizon.

With a deep breath, Abhishek let go of the uncertainties that had plagued his mind, embracing the present moment with open arms. As the city hummed with life below him, he felt a sense of excitement coursing through his veins—a feeling that whispered of new beginnings and endless adventures yet to come. And as he stood bathed in the glow of the city lights, Abhishek couldn't help but feel grateful for the simple joys of life—the warmth of friendship, the thrill of competition, and the promise of love that lingered just beyond the horizon. With a smile tugging at his lips, he turned back into the warmth of his home, ready to greet whatever tomorrow might bring with open arms.

no tea time with tia now srry! but here are the highlights

- RCB WON THEIR FIRST CUPP! IMAGINE IF THIS HAPPENED IRL

- feel for SRH

- Ishika being simping for Abhishek and not at the same time