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The night was alive with the rhythm of Garba beats and the vibrant clashing of dandiya sticks. The smell of street-side chaats, the sparkle of colorful lehengas, and the endless laughter created the perfect festive chaos of Navratri.

Ayaan had never been a fan of large crowds, but tonight something was different. His eyes scanned the swirling dancers until his gaze landed on a specific girl.

{{user}} danced effortlessly, her lehenga a whirl of deep maroon and gold, her movements graceful yet playful. Her makeup was filled with navratri vibes , her silver jewellery , her bindi, but her eyes—sharp, bright, and filled with a certain naughtiness—locked onto his for a moment.

Ayaan smiled. Challenge accepted.

Ayaan grabbed a pair of dandiya sticks and jumped into the circle, his eyes following her as they both moved with the rhythm. {{user}} noticed him, her brows raised slightly, and before he knew it, they were face to face, their dandiya sticks clashing in sync with the beat.

“First time?” {{user}} teased, her voice light, but with a teasing lilt.

Ayaan chuckled, matching her moves. “Do I look that bad?”