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"Krish, kab tu apne feelings samajh payega?" A voice startled him, and he looked up to see Ankit and Vaani standing there, both with exasperated expressions. It was clear they had overheard his earlier conversation.

"What are you saying, yaar? Aise kya dekh raha hai tu?" he chuckled nervously, avoiding their gaze.

Ankit stepped closer, patting him on the shoulder. "Come on, man. Admit it already-you're in love with Nisha. You can't hide it, at least not from us."

Krish's eyes widened, and for a moment, they shimmered with unshed tears. He quickly wiped them away, his voice breaking slightly.

"Even if I admit it... what difference does it make, guys? You heard her. Vishal loves her, so what's the point?"

Vaani sighed, her tone soft but resolute. "He doesn't love her, Krish. He's just using her as a time pass."

"What?" Krish looked at them, shock evident on his face. "How do you...?"

"She's right, Krish," Ankit added. "We've seen him flirting and hanging out with other girls when Nisha isn't around. He even bragged about it to one of his friends."

Krish clenched his fists, his voice barely a whisper. "I knew Vishal wasn't a good guy, but I thought he genuinely loved her this time... but I was wrong. He'll never change."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Ankit urged him. "Go and stop her yaar. Tell her his real intentions."

Krish shook his head. "Nisha's not here. Vishal took her on a date. Besides, she'd never believe me. He's her boyfriend, after all."

Vaani stepped forward, smiling encouragingly. "She may not believe you, but tu toh usse protect kar sakta hain na, can't you?"

Krish nodded, determination settling in his eyes. He would do whatever it took to protect her, even if she ended up angry with him. After all, she was his Chandu, and her anger never lasted long.

Ankit hugged him, clapping him on the back. "And in the meantime, we'll help you gather proof against him."

Vaani nodded in agreement, and Krish smiled, hugging them both. "Thanks, guys."

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Meanwhile, on her date with Vishal, Nisha felt excitement and nerves intertwine. It was her first date, and she'd chosen a floral dress, her hair flowing freely with minimal makeup. She felt beautiful.

Vishal placed his hand on his heart, "You look gorgeous, my love."

She blushed deeply at the term "love" and they strolled by the beach, his hand slowly finding hers. Though initially startled, she smiled, enjoying the moment.

Later, they went to a charming cafe decorated with red hearts for Valentine's Week. Vishal ordered, but while they ate, she noticed his attention was glued to his phone, only nodding absentmindedly at her conversation.

"Vishal?" she called softly, but he didn't hear her, his focus fixed on his screen.

She called again, louder this time. He finally looked up, startled. "Huh? What's wrong?"

"Is everything okay?" she asked, glancing at his phone.

He chuckled, tucking it back into his pocket. "Oh, it's just a friend. He borrowed some important notes from me and was letting me know he'd return them tomorrow."

She nodded, accepting the explanation, though a hint of doubt lingered.

Once the meal was over, the waiter brought the bill. Vishal paid for his portion, then turned to her. "Hey, I've covered my part. You take care of yours, okay? till then I'll go start the bike."

Before she could respond, he was already out the door.

A pang of disappointment settled in her chest. It wasn't about the money-she wasn't kanjoos. But when she went out with Krish, he always paid without a second thought. Somewhere, she'd hoped Vishal would do the same, especially on their first date.

She shook her head, unwilling to compare both of them, yet unable to stop herself.

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