Falling For The Nerd (Slow Updates)

04| Unexpected Encounter

Kunj barely spared her a glance, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Apologize? For what? *You’re* the one who needs to learn how to walk without crashing into people. Maybe try opening your eyes next time—just a thought."

The murmurs in the crowd intensified.

"Does this guy even know who he’s talking to?" whispered a group of students, unable to believe what they were witnessing.

"He’s not just talking, he’s *destroying* them," another voice replied, clearly impressed. "No one’s ever stood up to these arrogant brats like this before. It’s about time."

A few students snickered, and more joined in, relishing the unfolding drama.

Twinkle’s face flushed with anger. "You—!" she began, but Kunj cut her off effortlessly.

"Look," Kunj said, his tone sharp and dismissive, "I don’t have all day to waste on your tantrums. Maybe next time, try walking with your eyes open and paying attention to where you’re going. Problem solved."

His blunt response left the crowd in stunned silence. No one had ever dared speak to Twinkle or her group like that. The students exchanged shocked glances, unable to process what was happening. This was a scene they never expected to witness in their wildest dreams.

Twinkle and her friends were always the ones dishing out insults, never the ones receiving them—certainly not like this. The fact that Kunj had the audacity to not just stand his ground, but turn the tables so effectively, left everyone speechless.

"Is this really happening?" someone muttered, still in disbelief.

"Definitely. And I’m here for it," another student whispered back, stifling a laugh.

Meanwhile, Natasha, Twinkle, and their gang stood frozen in place, unsure of how to respond. They had never been roasted so thoroughly—and by a complete stranger, no less.

Kunj, on the other hand, seemed completely unbothered, as if this altercation was nothing more than a minor inconvenience in his day. He glanced at his watch, feigning impatience. "Are we done here, or do you need a few more minutes to come up with something that might actually rattle me?"

The crowd erupted in hushed laughter, unable to contain their amusement any longer. For once, the so-called queens of the college were on the receiving end of the same treatment they usually dished out, and everyone was enjoying the show.

At the back of the group, Avi grinned, watching the scene unfold with barely concealed glee. This was something no one had anticipated—Twinkle and her crew getting verbally annihilated in front of half the college. But it was clear that Kunj wasn’t someone to be pushed around. He wasn’t here to play their games, and he certainly wasn’t afraid to put them in their place.

The tension hung in the air, thick with disbelief and amusement. Everyone was waiting to see what would happen next, their curiosity piqued. Who was this guy who dared to take on Twinkle and Natasha without batting an eyelash?

It was clear now—Kunj wasn’t just another victim for them to toy with. He was something entirely different, and they had no idea what they were up against.

Twinkle and her friends stood there, speechless, their faces flushed with a mixture of shock and blazing anger. They felt humiliated—no one had ever dared to raise their voices against them, let alone insult them so openly.

"Oye, Mister! You don’t know who you’re messing with!" shouted Trisha, stepping forward, trying to salvage what remained of their shattered pride.

Avi, watching from the sidelines, couldn’t hold back his amusement. He mumbled under his breath, "Oh Babaji, in sab ladkiyon ke galon mein speaker lage hain kya? Yeh mere kaanon ka kabada karke chhodengi."