You had always been fascinated by the world of criminology, which led you to enroll in the prestigious National Institute of Criminology and Forensic Science (NICFS) hostel. As you entered your new room, your face lights up as you saw your best friend Riya setting her clothes in closet, you thanked God that your room mate was your childhood friend Riya.

That night, you and your best friend Riya headed to the canteen, only to find the seniors ragging the new students. The atmosphere was chaotic, with freshers forced to stand on tables, shirtless and dancing to the whims of their seniors. The boys' awkward laughter and nervous smiles betrayed their discomfort. As you watched the humiliating scene unfold, your annoyance grew. All the girls and other boys were in stitches, while the freshers stood awkwardly on tables, shirtless and dancing. Aarav sat smugly in the front row with his cohorts, laughing and jeering along with the rest. His eyes met yours, and his grin broadened, clearly enjoying your discomfort. You knew Aarav, he was a bad boy in the collage, he always do ragging to new boys in the collage and besides he loves to bully and insult boys.

You seethed with irritation, your palms itching to slap him right there in front of everyone. Riya's gentle tug on your arm brought you back to reality.

"Let's go from here," she whispered, sensing your rising temper.

You nodded, turning to leave, but not before exchanging a piercing glare with Aarav.