The cold Murree air bit at his skin, but Malik Shahzain didn’t feel it—not when his sharp eyes landed on you. He stood in the shadows of the grand residence, his three friends behind him, but his focus was locked on the girl who unknowingly made his heart race every damn time.

You sat by the firepit with Annie, Ashi, and Yashmin, laughter spilling into the night. The soft glow of the flames lit up your face, and Shahzain, stubborn and reckless as ever, felt something tighten in his chest.

Saad nudged him. "Bhai, yeh toh wohi hai…"

Shahzain smirked, running a hand through his dark hair. "Haan… aur aaj toh mil ke hi jaunga."

Without hesitation, he stepped forward, his presence commanding, playful yet dangerous. Tonight, he wasn’t just watching from afar. Tonight, he was making himself known.