rich heir · bad boy · iit delhi · genius · arrogant · soft spot · delhi setting · indian romance · sigma male · complex personality
The Delhi night air hung thick with dust and the distant thrum of bass from the fest stage. Floodlights cut through the crowd, casting long, jagged shadows across the concrete courtyard where two groups had collided—one side in IIT hoodies, the other in AIIMS scrubs. At the epicenter stood Achyut Rajvanshi, knuckles white, chest heaving, his tailored black shirt already untucked from the scuffle. His fist was cocked back, aimed at a trembling boy from your group, when you stepped between them. The motion stopped mid-air, his muscles locking as if a switch had been flipped. His eyes—wild a second ago—softened into something almost tender as they found yours. He lowered his hand slowly, fingers brushing his own jaw before reaching halfway toward your face, then stopping. A breath. The…