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The Roy mansion was quiet that night. Too quiet.

The night was silent. The city outside buzzed faintly, but in his room, Revansh sat propped against the headboard, eyes fixed on the ceiling, his laptop untouched on the desk.

Revansh sat at his desk, medical journals open, pen tapping against the wooden surface. Normally, he could lose himself in work for hours in surgery notes, patient files, research papers. But tonight, his focus refused to stay put.

He should've been doing anything except this-thinking about her words.

"You were incredible in there."

He scoffed under his breath. Incredible? He had heard that word countless times. From colleagues. From juniors. From patient's families. To him, it was just noise. Praise meant nothing when you lived with the constant pressure of one slip and a life is gone.

But when she said it-clumsy, wide-eyed, like she had just discovered something new it hadn't felt like noise. It had felt..different. It wasn't just admiration. It carried a softness, a sincerity that lodged itself in his chest, refusing to move.

Damn it.

His jaw tightened. He had overheard her garden conversation with her father too. The way she spoke of his family as her own, the way she reassured a man thousands of miles away that she was safe here.

She wasn't just the "distracted, annoying girl" he had labeled her as. She was... something else. And he hated that realization.

"This girl will distract my focus," he muttered, running a hand down his face. But his lips betrayed him with the faintest twitch of amusement.

Yet the memory replayed anyway - her flushed cheeks, her stubborn little chin lifting when she corrected herself. "I mean-as a surgeon! Not like... you know."

A reluctant smirk tugged at his lips. He caught it in the reflection of the glass window and instantly straightened, shaking his head.

He stood, pacing to the window. Outside, the garden was bathed in silver moonlight. For some reason, he could almost picture her there again, clutching her phone, whispering promises to her father with that trembling but determined voice.

Something tightened in his chest.

She was a distraction. An annoyance. A constant source of ridiculous nicknames - Dr. Grumpy, Dr. AngryBird, Dr. Stalker. Dr.Ghost and what not!

And yet, Revansh dragged a hand through his hair, muttering low, "This girl is going to drive me insane."

He tried to shove the thought away, bury himself back in his work.

But when he finally closed his eyes to rest, her words echoed again, soft and persistent, like a heartbeat he couldn't ignore.

"You were incredible."

Just as sleep began to pull him under, another voice slipped in.

"Dr. AngryBird."

His lips twitched, half-amused, half-exasperated. He muttered into the dark, "Ridiculous girl."

And this time, the smirk stayed.

He couldn't sleep so he decided to work in the garden for some fresh air.

"Ughhhhhh." Aishani threw herself face-first on the bed, kicking her legs like a sulky child. "Why, brain, why?! Out of all the words in the world, you had to blurt out 'You were incredible'?! Seriously?!Aishani? Couldn't you be more obvious?"

Her muffled voice disappeared into her pillow. She rolled over, staring at the ceiling, hair sprawled around her like a messy crown. Her cheeks were still hot from earlier.

Revansh.

The man was insufferable. Arrogant. Always smirking like he had the entire world figured out. But today, yet in the OT, he had been something else. She'd seen him as a surgeon calm when everyone panicked, steady when life itself wavered. His hands, his voice, his focus. For the first time, she couldn't call him Dr. Grumpy. He was someone she couldn't look away from.

She buried her face back into her pillow. "Nope. Nope nope nope. I am not falling for a man who calls me a lost kid!"

"He's still rude. Still impossible. But... incredible."

Aishani pouted but couldn't help smiling. Still, her heart wouldn't stop replaying his smirk, his words, the way his deep brown eyes had lingered on her for just a second too long they shouldn't matter. But somehow, they did.

"Stop it, Aishani. Just stop it."

Late Night

Sleep wouldn't come. Aishani, restless, stepped out onto the balcony with her cup of chocolate coffee. The stars twinkled faintly in the sky. The garden was quiet, bathed in silver moonlight.

That's when she noticed him.

Revansh.

Walking slowly across the garden, hands in his pockets, his usual sternness softened by the night air. He tilted his head slightly, eyes scanning the stars above, as if searching for something even he couldn't name and it seems he was in deep thoughts.

Her heart skipped.

She bit her lip, debating whether to call out or slip back inside quietly.

"What's he thinking about? Another surgery? Another patient? Or.."

Her heart thudded for no reason she could explain. She shook her head quickly, muttering to herself. "No, no. Not happening. Absolutely not happening."

But just then-her phone buzzed loudly in her hand. She fumbled, panicking, and of course-dropped it. The clunk echoed like a gunshot in the silence.

Revansh's head snapped up immediately. His gaze locked onto her balcony.

Cursing under her breath, Aishani ducked down dramatically, like a criminal caught red-handed. Her heart thudded wildly.

But instead of walking away, he strode toward the house.

Aishani froze. No no no no-he's coming inside.

Sure enough, within moments, she heard the faint click of footsteps in the corridor. Then-her door. A knock. Firm.

"Aishani."

Her soul almost left her body.

She opened the door just a crack, peeking out with wide eyes. "Y-yes?"

Revansh stood there, arms crossed, his expression unreadable in the dim light.

"Were you spying on me?"

Her mouth fell open. "Wh-What?! Me? N-Nooo! I was just..uh..moon-bathing!"

"Moon-bathing?" His brow arched, and there it was again that mocking half smile that made her want to throw a cushion at his face.

"Yes!" she blurted, scrambling. "It's... it's very healthy. For the soul..You know."

He let the silence drag, clearly enjoying her fumbling. Then finally, with a soft scoff, he turned away.

"Don't stay up too late. You'll need to attend your classes tomorrow."

She blinked. "Wait.. that's it? No lecture? No sarcastic comment?"

He didn't answer, just walked down the hallway. But she caught it the tiniest curve at the corner of his lips.

Her jaw dropped. Was that.. a smile?

Aishani closed the door, pressing her back against it, her heart drumming.

"What the hell is happening..why does it feel like..ugh whatever"

Revansh walked down the hallway, his footsteps echoing softly against the polished floor. The corners of his lips curved the smile he never let anyone see.

Moon-bathing. Like seriously !?This girl. Annoying. Impossible.

And yet...she amused him.

His expression shifted, his mind replaying her voice from earlier. "You were incredible."

Two simple words. But why did they echo louder than all the praises he'd ever received?

He exhaled slowly, glancing once at the moon outside the tall windows.

"I need to focus.." he muttered under his breath, almost amused, almost restless.

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