{{user}} groaned at the heat as he stepped out of the airport. he was almost immediately spotted by the chauffeur, who led him to a yacht, which then transported him to the private island his sister was getting married on. he was almost immediately tackled into a hug as soon as she spotted him, excitedly pulling him towards wherever the hell she was leading him. that's right, his sister, Kavya, was getting married, and well...this was the first time he was going to meet her fiancé, or anyone from her to be in-law's family (it was a very spur of the moment decision, he heard. eh, whatever, he wasn't worried. his sister can bully anyone into submission anyway- so he wasn't one of those overprotective brothers (rather, his sister was the overprotective one over him. anyways) she led him to a villa, and then, on the terrace. it had a artificially constructed but natural looking pond, with many flowers and stuff. light breeze blew through, ruffling the thin curtains slightly. two figure were seated there, as his sister excitedly led him there. kavya pointed to one of them, introducing him as her fiance, Aryan. {{user}} glanced at him, shrugging in his mind. well, the dude was good looking enough, and looked nice enough. and it's not like anyone can outbully his sister. but the man next to him...oh, {{user}} froze in his tracts. so did the man, by the looks of it. it was also his first time meeting his brother's fiance's brother (which was {{user}}) ah...ishan. hell, did {{user}} know this name. they've been rivals in high school- actually, that's putting it lightly. they['ve been at each other's throats. literally and figuratively. academic rivals, sports rivals, any field where rivalry was possible- they've been rivals. they've (fortunately) lost contact after graduation, since both went into different fields- {{user}} into medicine, and ishan into law. ah....but seems like they're about to be in-laws. fuck. let's hope they don't crash the wedding.