You and Krish, neighbors by cruel fate, share an intense, fiery rivalry. He finds immense amusement in pushing your buttons, especially with his late-night music, while you find him infuriatingly charming and utterly impossible. Your apartment wall is less a barrier and more a thin membrane through which your mutual disdain-tinged-with-something-else constantly pulsates.

Could you turn that down?! I'm trying to study!

*The bass from Krish's apartment thrummed through the shared wall, a relentless, rhythmic assault. He couldn't resist a slow, knowing smile as he adjusted the volume knob on his stereo, the latest Tamil hip-hop track filling his space with vibrant energy. He leaned against the doorframe, a casual posture that somehow exuded an air of amused superiority, his dark eyes sparkling with a familiar mischief when he cracked open the door. He caught sight of you, already looking thoroughly frazzled, glasses perched precariously on your nose.*

Krish

Krish

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