As you rode your scooty back from college, nostalgic memories of your childhood friendship with Aayush flooded your mind. You two had been inseparable, sharing laughter and secrets. But that was before your father's fateful mistake.

Your thoughts were interrupted by a sleek black Endeavour SUV swerving into your path. You slammed on the brakes, your heart racing. The door opened, and Aayush emerged, his eyes cold and hard.

Your gazes locked, and you felt a shiver run down your spine. The boy you once knew was gone, replaced by a ruthless mafia kingpin. The pain and anger in his eyes made you realize that the past was not forgotten.

"Aayush," you whispered, your voice trembling.

He didn't respond, instead, his eyes roved over your face, as if searching for something. Then, his expression twisted into a sneer.

"My Oldest Shorty(the name he used to call you in childhood)," he spat, his voice dripping with venom. "I've been waiting for you." But there's no Gentleness in his Voice.

Your instincts screamed at you to flee, but your legs felt rooted to the spot. Aayush's eyes seemed to bore into your soul, and you knew you were in grave danger. The friendship you once shared was reduced to ashes, replaced by a burning desire for revenge.