(Ishan's dialogues will be in italics.
Shubman's dialogues will be in bold.)

Third person's pov

"I want to tell you something."
"Yes?"
Shubman said smiling in anticipation.
"I'm extremely poor."
Shubman's smile dropped instantly.
"I- I well I already knew that?"
"I'm not done yet."
"Okayyy?"
"There's no easy way to say this... I am a thief."

Shubman just looked at Ishan dumbfounded. Ishan knew he had screwed up. Shubman was rich, there was no way he would interact with a thief, but Ishan couldn't continue lying to him. Ishan had gotten comfortable with Shubman and they had become friends. Shubman continued looking at Ishan, speechless, not uttering a word. Ishan almost teared up seeing his reaction.

"I'm sorry, I'll- I'll just lea- leave."
Ishan started getting up to leave, when Shubman held his wrist.
"Arey- no! I'm sorry, I was just shocked. I hadn't expected you to confess. "
Ishan looked at Shubman, waiting for him to continue.
"Okay... so I already knew."
"I'm sorr- wait what!? What do you mean you already knew?"

"I once caught you stealing. Well, technically stopped you."
"What? When?"
"The third time we met, outside my college, you got startled because you were about to steal."
"Yeah.. I used to roam around there, because there were always students. Rich students."
"Also your name can't seriously be Raju?"

"Wh- that could be my name!"
Shubman raised his eyebrow and have him a 'seriously?' look and Ishan sighed. Ishan thought back to the day Shubman had asked for his name and Ishan had said Raju because he couldn't tell Shubman, his real name. Shubman had never called him by Raju though.
"Okayyy my name isn't Raju, it's Ishan."
Shubman just smiled at Ishan and repeated his name in a low voice.

"I wonder how you never got caught. Like seriously, I caught you twice."
Ishan just rolled his eyes.
"You even blamed me for something I didn't even do...."
"The locket is precious to me, my father had given it to me, so I got emotional, I'm sorry."
"Why are you apologizing? I still stole from you.... So when did he pass away?"
"Who?"
"Your father..?"

"Wha- He's alive and well!"
"Oh!! Well I thought since you got so crazy over it, it was his last or only gift to you or something."
Shubman burst out laughing at that Ishan looked at him extremely embarrassed.
"Well it means a lot to him because it was given to him by my late grandfather, in short, he would've killed me."
Ishan nodded understandingly at that.

"You should be careful not to leave it at some girl's place again then."
Ishan said tauntingly.
His voice was hinted with a bit of envy as Shubman smirked and teasingly said,
"I'll try my best."
"How are you so okay with this? With my stealing?"
Shubman shrugged in return.
"I'm not, but it wasn't my place to say anything."
Ishan just nodded.

"Although... don't you think it would be better to work?"
Ishan chuckled bitterly.
"Do you think I like to do this?"
"I didn't mean-"
"I work four jobs Shubman! It's still not enough to run my family. I have hospital bills to pay for, my mother and I work non stop- you know what, forget it."
"No tell me, I want to know."
Ishan sighed.

"Forget it Shubman, I don't wanna talk about it."
Shubman nodded.
Ishan handed Shubman the wallet he had stolen from him months ago and when Shubman opened it, he saw it still had money in it. Ishan got up.
"I have to go to work."
Shubman handed the wallet back to Ishan and Ishan gave him a confused look.

"Keep it."
Ishan shook his head about to hand Shubman's wallet back but Shubman refused to take it. Ishan began to walk away when Shubman's voice stopped him.
"You'll come meet me again right?"
"You're from the perfect paradise and I'm living on the darker side, Shub. It would be best, I didn't."

Shubman didn't have anything else to say and so he decided to try and help.
"Why don't you get a degree? Maybe apply for a scholarship?"
"Good joke, Shubman."
"Promise me you'll try it out? If everything works out, give it a try."
Ishan didn't say anything and just left and he didn't come around for about a  month.

Ishan had gotten pretty busy, with his work. Ishan had finally worked up the courage to go back to the college and face Shubman. When he reached he found out from the guard, that had always seen them together, that Shubman had graduated. Ishan was pretty upset that Shubman hadn't said about this to him, but he had eventually let it go. It was too good to be true anyways.

~flashback ended~

"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why did you give me the job?"
"Because you're qualified for it? I don't do the interviews Ishan, I'm the CEO. So technically, it wasn't me who gave you the job."
"I would've left if I could, but I really need this job."
Shubman just shrugged at Ishan and Ishan excused himself and left Shubman's office.

He was going to be Shubman's assistant. He knew he couldn't ignore Shubman's existence but he would just ignore their past together and try to focus on his new life. He had gone past all the stealing and his old life, then why did life want to play a cruel joke on him and bring the only person who knew Ishan used to be a thief back in his life. Ishan was still unlucky he guessed.

Ishan started working for Shubman and it had been a few months now. They didn't interact about anything else other than work. Neither did they hang out, outside of the office. Ishan had been fully prepared to be either looked down up by Shubman for his past life, or at the least be teased about stealing from Shubman, back then, but none of it came. Ishan had probably forgotten that Shubman wasn't that kind of a person but Shubman had made sure to remind him by his behavior.

Ishan thought he would be miserable working for Shubman but he realized he didn't despise it. At all. Instead he found his heart blossoming with hope again, and that was bad. Real bad. He couldn't be hoping after what had happened back then. He knows it was technically his fault for not showing up, but he still just couldn't. Shubman had been equally at fault for not telling Ishan about his graduation.

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I have a song lyric hidden in the dialogues somewhere.
If you manage to find it and guess the song, I will promise to update tomorrow, and that too of whichever book the person, who guesses it first wants.