Scene 1: The Mistaken Text
Divya Verma, a fiercely focused nursing student, sat cross-legged in her tiny PG room in Patna, surrounded by biology notes and a half-finished cup of chai. The fan creaked above her, the city buzzed outside, and she was mid-revision for an upcoming test when her phone lit up.
> Message:
“I’ve reached. Standing outside your PG. You look like a bomb in that pink dress 💣😍”
She blinked.
Choked.
Nearly snorted chai out of her nose.
> “Today, I’ll finally propose. Wish me luck 💍❤️”
She peeked through the window curtains. There he was. A guy with spiked hair, a nervous face, and… a rose?
She smiled wickedly and typed:
> “You’re late. I already said yes to someone else. Sorry, lover boy 🙃”
Ten seconds later, the guy looked at his phone, his face drained of color.
Divya sipped her chai again, victorious.
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Scene 2: The Real Girl & The Real Mess
The message was meant for Rhea, the dramatic, serial-dating PG girl from Room 103. The poor guy? Aarav Mehra, final-year MBBS intern, accidental romantic, and serial mistexter.
Aarav, realizing the mix-up, returned the next day to clarify — red-faced and confused.
Aarav: “You? That was YOU?! Why would you even respond?”
Divya (grinning): “Why would you propose with an emoji bomb?”
He glared. She winked.
Thus began the prank war.
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Scene 3: Pranks & Unexpected Chemistry
Divya signed Aarav up for a fake Bihari matrimony group. The bio? “Dr. Desperate. Seeks sanskari girl. Must love skeletons.”
Aarav retaliated by submitting her number to a coaching center’s free mock test alerts. She received 38 messages in a day.
They pretended to hate each other. But something else started blooming between the caffeine-fueled taunts and library run-ins.
He once left a chocolate outside her door with a note:
> “You probably need sugar to balance your salty attitude.”
She stitched his torn lab coat and embroidered “Dr. Loser 💉” inside the pocket.
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Scene 4: Coffee, Fights & Feels
Their “cold war” turned warm in small ways.
Divya once caught a fever the night before a practical. Aarav showed up with paracetamol and ginger tea.
“I’m not here for you,” he had said, smugly, “just wanted to test my future patient-care skills.”
“Too bad I won’t pay you,” she retorted, hiding her smile.
He noticed her notes were always color-coded, every page organized. She noticed he read her mood without asking.
One evening, while waiting for their coaching van, they both spotted a stray dog limping nearby. Without speaking, both bent down, fed him biscuits, and named him “Chotu.”
Moments like these stitched them closer — silently, sweetly.
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Scene 5: Locked In & Laid Bare
One evening, a college seminar ran late. Divya stayed back to collect her forgotten notebook from the anatomy lab. Aarav, coincidentally (or not), was there too.
And somehow, they got locked in.
Surrounded by cadavers, skeletons, and flickering tube lights.
“I hate this room,” Divya whispered.
“Same,” Aarav muttered. “It smells like my broken dreams.”
She raised an eyebrow.
He exhaled. “I didn’t want to be a doctor. My dad forced it. He’s the reason I know everything about healing bodies… but nothing about fixing my own.”
Divya sat beside him. “Everyone thinks I have it all together. But I’m so… tired. Of being the perfect student. Perfect daughter. Perfect everything.”
Their walls cracked in that cold lab.
By morning, he looked at her, not like a prank partner, but like a person he was scared to lose.
> “Wrong number,” he said softly. “But the right girl.”
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Scene 6: The Heartbreak Message
Three days later.
Divya was smiling at her phone, rereading their midnight texts. Aarav had sent a voice note singing off-key and promising her chai in the morning.
Then suddenly, a new message popped up:
> “Whatever I said yesterday — it was all a joke. Let’s move on.”
Her smile disappeared.
Her heart sank.
She didn’t text back. Didn’t ask. She just blocked him.
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Scene 7: Breakdown & Betrayal
She cried for three nights.
Watched Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani twice. Ate ice cream with Maggi. Ignored her books.
Meanwhile, Aarav was spiraling in his own way. Confused. Rejected. Angry. And clueless.
He tried messaging through friends. He waited outside the PG with tea. Nothing worked.
Until finally — the truth arrived.
Rhea, of course.
Turns out, Aarav had visited the PG to deliver a book Divya left in the hospital. Rhea “borrowed” his phone under the pretext of checking the time.
And sent that breakup message.
Because he had chosen Divya.
Not her.
When Aarav found out, he saw red. Then lightning. Then heartbreak.
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Scene 8: The Rain Confession
That night, it rained heavily.
Aarav didn’t care.
Soaked to the bone, he stood outside the PG gate, barefoot, shivering, dripping.
Girls peeped out through the windows. Phones started recording.
“DIVYA!” he shouted.
“Divya, please! Rhea sent that text! I’d never do that! I’m a mess but not stupid!”
No answer.
He took a step forward.
“I sent one wrong message… and I found the right girl. I can’t lose her over another stupid message!”
By now, the PG girls were cheering. Rhea tried to hide. One girl even offered popcorn.
Divya appeared at the gate, umbrella-less, her eyes red.
“You look like a wet crow,” she said.
“You look like my only reason to stay in Patna,” he said back.
Pause.
Then — she walked up to him.
And hugged him.
Tightly.
Forgiveness soaked through the rain.
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Scene 9: The Final Twist-Twist
Just then, Divya’s phone buzzed.
> “🎉 Congratulations! You’ve been shortlisted for AIIMS Delhi Nursing Top 20!”
She gasped.
Aarav looked stunned. “Wait... you applied to Delhi?”
She nodded slowly.
“You didn’t tell me.”
“I didn’t want to... unless I made it.”
They stood silent. The rain now softening around them.
He looked at her, unsure. She smiled.
> “An unexpected message changed everything once.
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