Snowstorm in Classroom

The next day brought a renewed sense of anticipation and was ready to tackle the day. After his morning routine, he headed to the gym for a refreshing workout, ensuring he maintained a balance between his academic and project commitments.

As he entered the gym, the familiar faces greeted him, and Vikram noticed the increased attendance, especially among the girls. The previous day's encounter had sparked some curiosity, and it seemed like more students were showing up early to glimpse Vikram. Despite the attention, Vikram focused on his exercises, determined to stay disciplined in his fitness routine. During his workout, he noticed a new trainer looking at him with such jealousy that if looks could kill, Vikram would have perished painfully.

Ignoring him, Vikram continued his workout. The new trainer's hostility intensified. Unable to tolerate being ignored, the instructor approached Vikram with a palpable air of hostility. Vikram, sensing the tension, paused his exercise and looked at the trainer with a calm expression. People around started to notice the changes, especially the girls, but the instructor could not think properly. With a sneer, remarked, "Impressive workout, huh? Must be nice to get all this attention. But let me tell you, newcomers like you don't last long here." Vikram, unfazed by the hostility, "Well, I'm here to work on my fitness, not to compete with anyone. If you have a problem, you can ask the owner to kick me out"

The instructor, surprised by Vikram's composed response, hesitated for a moment. The gym members, sensing the tension, watched the exchange closely. Vikram's calm demeanor seemed to unnerve the trainer, who, after a brief pause, muttered something unintelligible and walked away.

Unaware of the behind-the-scenes actions, Vikram resumed his workout, the onlookers now exchanging glances and whispers. As he wrapped up his workout and headed towards the changing room, the girls, driven by a sense of justice, decided to address the issue about the new trainer. The boys, hearing about the girls' plan, felt intimidated and decided never to flirt with them.

As the day progressed, rumors about the new trainer harassing the girls reached the gym owner. Hearing the rumors about it, the gym owner took swift action, addressing the matter seriously. Despite the trainer's attempts to explain himself and deny any wrongdoing, the owner did not listen to his pleas. Later that night, a group of people sacked up the trainer and beat him with sticks. Before being beaten to a state of unconscious, he heard, "How dare you scold our husband? (Vikram)"

Vikram, still unaware of the details of the previous day's events, went back to his room to freshen up. As he walked towards his class, he encountered Aditya on the way. "Aditya!" he called out, and Aditya, turning back, smiled and waved as Vikram approached. "When is the meeting?" Aditya inquired.

Vikram responded that he didn't know and would have to ask Priya or Aria. Although the meeting was supposed to be today, the exact timing was still uncertain. Aditya nodded understandingly and headed towards his class, bidding goodbye to Vikram as he was getting late.

Vikram reached his class and took his seat. The girls in the class approached him and started chatting. After a while, Aria arrived and noticed a group of girls around Vikram. Irritated, she asserted, "Excuse me, can you all move? This is my place."

However, the girls surrounding Vikram paid no heed to Aria's request and ignored her. Observing this, Vikram smiled wryly. Aria, annoyed by their actions, took matters into her own hands. She went ahead, pulled the girls occupying her seat, and confidently sat down in her place. The displaced girl, angered by the situation, didn't get a chance to respond before Aria warned, "What are you looking at me like that for? Do you want to die?" Her voice carried a chilling coldness that seemed to fill the entire classroom.

Aria's unexpected outburst shocked everyone in the class. The shy girl had just spoken with a fierceness that sent shivers down their spines. Cold sweat formed on their foreheads, and the girls around Vikram, in particular, were taken aback.

Vikram, snapping out of his stupor, attempted to calm the situation. However, before he could intervene, he felt the same icy chill directed towards him. Aria glared at him, expressing her frustration at the lack of support he provided when she was ignored. "Scumbag... must feel nice surrounded by girls," she remarked. Vikram, stunned by Aria's words, remained like a statue.

The girls around Vikram were angry, but found themselves unable to do anything. They mumbled inaudible words towards Aria but eventually returned to their seats. Aria continued to gaze at the girls who had spoken ill of her, and they, feeling the intensity of her glare, silenced themselves and retreated to their seats.

As the professor entered the class, they couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The outside temperature was pleasant, but inside the class, it felt as though a sudden snowstorm had engulfed them and decided to break the ice with a light-hearted comment. "Well, it seems we've brought winter inside the classroom today. I hope everyone's prepared for a chilly discussion!" The students, still recovering from the unexpected events, couldn't help but chuckle at the professor's attempt to lighten the mood. The class continued, albeit with a lingering sense of the unusual occurrences that had taken place moments before.

As the professor started his class, Vikram tried talking to Aria, "Aria, I am sorry." Aria looked at Vikram, who was making puppy eyes, wanting forgiveness, but she decided not to. He should be held accountable for his actions. "Humph!" Vikram looked at Aria, who was angry like a kitten who had her food stolen, hissing. After the lecture, as the students began to leave, Vikram was going to apologize again before he could do that Aria looked at Vikram and said, "Priya said that the students she called will be coming at evening, 4 pm, come to lecture hall 2B,"