Arun's POV
As I entered the room, my mind was a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts. Had I truly fallen for her, as Siva suggested? No, impossible. We were just friends, and I intended to keep it that way. Our friendship was precious to me, something I cherished deeply. I couldn't risk losing her by crossing any boundaries.
Spotting her sitting on the bed, engrossed in her phone, I attempted to capture her attention with a subtle cough. Yet, she remained fixated on her device, teasing me with her indifference. Unable to wait any longer, I gently squeezed her ears, eliciting a yelp from her.
"Ouch, Arun! Let go!" she protested.
"Is your phone more important than me?" I quipped, a hint of playful reproach in my voice.
Her apology came swiftly, promising to give me her undivided attention
