The Wolf Crew was out and about—Rooh, Shahveer, Sunny, Ayesha, Sikander, Ali, and Hashir—all walking down the street on their way to a restaurant for their next video shoot.

The energy was high, laughs flying, the usual chaos.

But as they reached the restaurant door, Sunny suddenly froze.

Everyone followed his gaze and saw them: a group of five girls standing nearby.

Sunny’s eyes locked on the most lively one—the girl who was laughing, animated and glowing with confidence.

She wore a warm, approachable smile, her long dark hair peeking out from under a white headscarf that draped loosely over her head and shoulders. Her pastel purple floral dress, cinched at the waist, flowed softly, giving off a modest yet charming vibe. Glasses perched on top of her head, and a silver watch gleamed on her wrist.

The crew exchanged knowing smirks.

Sunny, clearly caught off guard, stammered, “Uh—guys, I’m just gonna—uh—need some coffee real quick.”

Before anyone could respond, he broke away, heading toward the coffee shop nearby.

Approaching her, he cleared his throat and smiled, words tumbling out:

“Hey... I don’t usually do this, but you totally caught me off guard back there.” “That smile? Honestly, it’s kind of unfair.” “I was on my way to shoot a video, but now? Yeah, I’m glad I got distracted.” “I’m Sunny, by the way”