The bus stopped at the station. At that station, Ayesha got off the bus. She waved goodbye to Arnav and told him to get a proper bandage after reaching home. Arnav nodded and bid her goodbye. It was all normal. Not much affection. Only a friendly bond. Soon after the next two stops, Arnav got off the bus. Before ringing the doorbell, he waited for a moment and prepared a story in mind because he knew that if his parents would know that he crashed a girl, then they would never give him a bike to ride. After cooking up