SO YOU REMEMBER!!!

Mark (thinking):

I can hear them arguing clearly from here. I just don't know why Abhi isn't saying what he should say. He's dragging the argument unnecessarily.

Hmm, Ishana hates arguments—haha.

Bro, solve it soon or you're dead...

Ishana (narration):

After I told him to drop the argument, he calmed down and let go of my hands.

Ishana:

"Now say what you wanted to. What explanation do you have for last night?"

Abhi:

"Hmm, that... What you saw—it wasn't what it looked like. We were just talking, and out of nowhere, she proposed to me. I didn't even know she had feelings for me!

Then suddenly she sat on my lap—without my permission. I was trying to move her away when you showed up. That's all. Nothing more."

Ishana:

"Ohh... so it turned out to be that dramatic, huh? Hehehe. I misunderstood. Sorry!"

Abhi (thinking):

What?! After all that, she's just taking it so lightly? Wow…

A simple 'sorry'? I've never heard any girl apologize this easily.

Damn it—she's cute.

Abhi:

"That's it?"

Ishana:

"Then what? I misunderstood, so I said sorry. Isn't that enough?"

Abhi:

"Hmm... but still, you threw such a huge fit over something so small. And now a simple 'sorry' is enough?"

Ishana:

"So what do you want then?"

Abhi (thinking):

Hmm... I was thinking about what I should ask for while I looked down...

Ishana (thinking):

I noticed he was looking at something. I followed his gaze—

Wait… he's staring at my chest?!

Shit! I forgot I wasn't wearing my undergarments...

Damn it!! When did I even take it off?!

And he's looking so shamelessly—

Ishana:

"You idiot!!!"

(I slapped him. He looked completely shocked.)

Abhi (thinking):

I was just thinking about what to ask her to do and then...

D-A-M-N.

Abhi:

"What?! Why did you slap me?!"

Ishana:

"You're asking me?! You don't know what you did?!"

Abhi:

"No! I really don't!"

Ishana:

"You. Were. Staring at me!"

Abhi:

"Me? No, I wasn't! I was just thinking!"

Ishana:

"Huh! So you weren't staring at my chest?!"

Abhi (thinking):

Oh crap… I was looking that way. She must've thought I was staring.

Totally forgot she's not wearing her undergarments...

Abhi:

"No! I wasn't! Why would I—"

Ishana:

"Oh, then sorry again."

Abhi:

"Sorry? Seriously? Didn't you just slap me?! Again!

And both times, it was your fault!"

Ishana:

"No, stop lying! It was your fault last time too! If you hadn't tried to kiss me, I wouldn't have slapped you!"

Abhi (smirking, proud):

"So... you do remember what happened that night?"

Ishana (thinking):

Shit! I didn't mean to say that! I accidentally revealed it...

(I turned around and started walking toward the door.)

Abhi (thinking):

I smiled. She realized what she said and panicked.

How can I let her go like this without teasing her a bit?

(I grabbed her wrist and pulled her close.

She avoided eye contact, but I pinned her hands behind her back with one hand, held her chin with the other, and made her look into my eyes.

Then I winked at her.)

Ishana (thinking):

I was so embarrassed and tried to leave.

But again—he caught me.

He pulled me close… and I couldn't look him in the eye.

He made me look at him—

And smiled as if he was teasing me.

Abhi:

"Didn't you say you forgot everything about that night?"

Ishana:

"Y-yeah… I... just remembered!"

Abhi:

"Oh really?

Then tell me—who was the girl unbuttoning my shirt that night?"

Ishana:

"I—it wasn't me!"

Abhi:

"Oh? Was it a ghost then? One who just happened to look exactly like you?"

Ishana:

"Who knows..."

Abhi (thinking):

She was so embarrassed. I was enjoying this moment.

But… wait. Something's wrong.

*(I looked down and realized—

Her chest was pressed against mine.)

Damn!!!

(I quickly let go of her hands, and she stepped back.)

Ishana (thinking):

He suddenly let go and I backed away.

Crap—that was so embarrassing.