In Ruhaansh and Ruthvika's room,
Ruhaansh was sitting comfortably against the headboard, his laptop balanced on his thighs, completely absorbed in his work. His fingers moved swiftly over the keyboard, brows slightly furrowed in concentration. Beside him, Ruthvika lay on her stomach across the bed, a book propped open in front of her. At first, the room was quiet except for the soft tapping of keys and the rustle of pages turning.

As Ruthvika read on, her eyes slowed over a particularly interesting chapter. A slow smile crept onto her lips, followed by a mischievous glint in her eyes. She turned her head to look at Ruhaansh, who was still fully engrossed in his screen, utterly unaware of the storm brewing beside him. An idea sparked instantly, and she smirked to herself, already enjoying the plan forming in her mind.