Next day, at MorningIn the boys dormitory,"Hey... hey, brother Devansh. What happened with the promise that you made to us? Were you joking with us?" His roommates, early in the morning, started to make a ruckus, waking him up from his sleep."Which promise are we talking about...?" Devansh asked in a groggy state; he just wanted to go back to sleep."What... you bastard, did you really forget, or were you just making fun of us?" They shook his shoulders, making him wake up from his sleep."Stop... shaking me so much, I am awake now." Devansh, who got annoyed with all the shaking, pushed them slightly, making them stumble into an awkward position with their legs on their beds and heads on the floor."Oops... sorry... sorry, can you get up?" Devansh apologized before helping them sit down."When did you get so strong?" The roommates looked at him as if he had suddenly grown two horns on his head."Wasn't I always that strong? Forget that. Do you want to go out and have breakfast with

"Hey, Resma... who did you get this gift from? It looks pretty expensive." A few personal friends came over to Resma, their eyes catching the beautifully crafted necklace resting elegantly on her neck. There was a visible spark of curiosity and admiration in their expressions."Hehe... it’s from my best friend, Ranran." Resma smiled proudly, her hand instinctively touching the necklace as she gave a playful thumbs-up toward her best friend’s boyfriend, who sat quietly in the corner."It wouldn't be less than a million, right?" another friend asked, her gaze fixed on the necklace, clearly intrigued."Now, now... don’t underestimate my Ranran’s love for me. It’s no less than five million." Resma Luis replied in a delighted tone, already aware of how rare and precious the necklace was. She looked like a girl who had just gotten her dream gift and couldn’t wait to show it off."Whoa... five million. It really does look like it’s worth that much." Her friends nodded, some in awe, others in

"Hmmn... let me see, he has blonde hair...!" Just as Inspector Mark Spencer said blonde hair, Devansh had a look of realization flash across his face."Ahh... yes, I know that person. I just didn’t recall the name." Devansh nodded but felt a sting of embarrassment creep up his neck. Not knowing the name of someone from his own class made him feel a little awkward."So, do you have any feud with him?" Inspector Mark asked again, his eyes narrowing slightly as he studied Devansh’s expression."I don’t think I have ever fought with him, maybe a little argument... but nothing major." Devansh replied honestly, shaking his head. He never had any real conflict with that arrogant punk, at least nothing he would consider serious."Hmmn... but it’s written in the report that this young man Karnish Kaur made a deal with the North District Underworld Boss to target you. If there isn’t any feud, why would he go so far?" Inspector Mark looked at the report again before staring directly at Devansh.

By the time he arrived back at Mira's residence, it was already quite late."Hmmn... she is still up at this time. Was she waiting for me?" Devansh looked at the lights that were on, and a warm current surged through his body, melting the tiredness away."Knock... knock...!" "Hey, Anaya. I am home." Devansh felt a strange giddiness rise in his chest as he gently knocked at the door."Click...!"Right after, the door immediately opened, and a familiar warmth enveloped him in a tight embrace."Hey, were you waiting for me?" Devansh whispered gently, hugging her back with a smile before scooping her up in a princess carry, walking into the living room, and settling down with her in his lap on the couch."Mmnn, I was waiting for you." Anaya mumbled in a quiet tone, her voice soft and affectionate, still not letting go of his embrace, as if afraid he might disappear again."Alright... alright, next time I will make sure to arrive on time." He softly caressed her silky hair, his fingers m