MALIK SHAHZAIN
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The dorm room was silent, the world outside wrapped in midnight’s hush—until it wasn’t.
A familiar click of the lock, followed by the soft creak of the door. Heavy footsteps
A hand brushed against your cheek, a deep voice murmuring, “Wake up, jaan. We’re going out.”
Blinking awake, you found Shahzain towering over you, that usual smirk playing on his lips.**
You knew the drill.
He never knocked. Never asked. Just showed up in the dead of night, dragging you into whatever reckless plan was on his mind.
The college walls? **A joke. ** Security? Useless.
His black Raptor was parked behind the campus, engine running, waiting.