Scene: Rithvik, Thanwa, and Pakorn Arrive at the Office
The morning sun streamed through the grand glass windows of Veerayut Enterprises. A rush of golden light kissed the glossy marble floors, as employees moved briskly through the entrance, clad in formal attire and armed with coffee.
Rithvik Veerayut, tall and composed, walked out of the elevator like he owned the world. He wore a perfectly tailored charcoal-grey suit, his hair neatly styled, every movement precise.
Trailing behind him were his younger brothers—Thanwa and Pakorn.
While Rithvik exuded maturity and restraint, Thanwa was the playful middle child with a sharp tongue, and Pakorn—the youngest—was a curious mix of charm and chaos.
As they exited the elevator on the executive floor, Thanwa leaned toward Pakorn and whispered, "Ready?"
Pakorn raised an eyebrow. "For what?"
"For the drama that's about to unfold," Thanwa smirked. "I can feel it in the air."
Pakorn chuckled. "You mean the air thick with our brother's emotional constipation?"
"Exactly," Thanwa grinned. "Let's see if today we witness some... progress."
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Scene: Aarohi's Entry & The Unexpected Collision
Meanwhile, Aarohi entered from the opposite side of the hallway. Her hands were full—arms piled with documents, files teetering in a messy stack. She wore a soft pastel kurti and palazzos, paired with a slightly oversized office ID card that bounced as she moved.
She was flustered—her hair slightly out of place, her brows drawn in concentration.
Aarohi's Thoughts:
So many files... I need to submit these before the meeting. I shouldn't have offered to help Rina. And now I'm late—ugh!
Without realizing it, she turned the corner sharply—
And crashed straight into Rithvik.
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Scene: The Fall, The Catch, and That Moment
The files flew. Her foot slipped. Her heart jumped.
But before she hit the ground, strong arms enveloped her, steady and firm. She felt a hand wrap around her waist, anchoring her. Another hand supported her upper back.
Time froze.
Their faces were inches apart.
Aarohi's long lashes fluttered up to meet his gaze.
Aarohi's Thoughts:
Oh no… it's him. HIM. Why is it always him? Why is his grip so warm? Why is his scent so distracting?!
Rithvik's Thoughts:
Why is she always in trouble? Why is my heart… why the hell is my heart reacting like this again?
He cleared his throat softly.
Rithvik:
"Watch your step, Ms. Aarohi."
His voice was low, more gentle than usual.
Aarohi:
"I-I'm sorry. I didn't see—"
Rithvik:
"I noticed."
He helped her regain her balance, but his hand lingered on her arm just a second longer than necessary.
She quickly bent to collect the scattered files. Rithvik crouched beside her, their hands brushing briefly over the same document. She gasped slightly and pulled her hand back.
He didn't move.
Instead, he looked at her hand—small, trembling—and then back at her face, now red with embarrassment.
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Scene: Thanwa & Pakorn's Reactions (Teasing Begins)
Across the hallway, Thanwa and Pakorn had frozen mid-step.
Thanwa (whispers):
"Oh. My. God. Is that what I think it is?"
Pakorn (grinning):
"Is our emotionally unavailable iceberg of a brother... holding a girl?"
Thanwa:
"Touching her waist, Pakorn. Waist. That's Level 10 intimacy in Rithvik world."
Pakorn:
"He's crouching down. Has he ever done that for us?"
Thanwa:
"He once kicked my soccer ball. That's as much bending he did in the last ten years."
The brothers crept closer but stayed hidden by a glass partition. Their expressions were pure delight—like kids watching their favorite drama unfold live.
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Scene: The Office Notices
Employees nearby stopped talking. Coffee cups paused mid-air. Typing fingers froze.
Murmurs filled the air:
"Did Mr. Veerayut just... catch someone?"
"Who is she?"
"He never even talks to interns..."
The entire floor went silent, like an invisible switch had been flipped.
Everyone stared.
Aarohi, now aware of the silent audience, blinked rapidly and tried to speak, "T-thank you, sir... I'll be careful next time."
Rithvik stood up slowly and offered her one last glance, almost unreadable, then turned—
Only to be interrupted.
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Scene: Thanwa "Saves" the Scene
Thanwa (loudly):
"Hey! Big bro! If you're done playing hero, some of us have a meeting!"
The spell broke.
Aarohi practically jumped and rushed toward her cubicle, clutching the files like armor.
Rithvik glared at his brother but said nothing.
Pakorn skipped forward and smirked, "Didn't know you took saving interns so seriously, bro."
Thanwa:
"You know what they say—catch a girl once, she might just fall again."
Rithvik's eyes narrowed. "Stop."
Pakorn (mock gasps):
"Wow, he didn't even deny it. Something's definitely up."
Thanwa (teasing):
"Next time, maybe propose before the fall happens."
Rithvik sighed and walked ahead.
But Thanwa and Pakorn weren't done.
Pakorn (smiling):
"She's pretty, you know."
Thanwa:
"And clumsy. Just your type, bro."
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Scene: Aarohi's Side (Aftermath)
Aarohi finally reached her desk. Her heart was still racing.
Aarohi's Thoughts:
Why does this keep happening? First the car ride, then the late-night call, and now THIS?
She touched her arm where he had held her.
Her breath shivered.
Her coworker Rina leaned in. "Girl, what was that?!"
Aarohi looked up, flustered. "I-I just fell. That's all."
"Fell straight into Rithvik Veerayut's arms! Are you secretly the FL of a K-drama?"
Aarohi covered her face with both hands.
Rina giggled. "Girl, your cheeks are as red as a tomato."
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Scene: Rhea Arrives
The gentle ping of the elevator echoed through the office as Rhea Sharma walked in with her usual sass, oversized handbag swinging on her shoulder and a coffee in one hand. Her hair was braided loosely, and her face was glowing from the morning sunlight.
She walked toward the design team area, waving lazily at a few colleagues. But something felt… off.
The air was thick with tension, murmurs floating all around her like buzzing bees.
Rhea's Thoughts:
What the hell is going on? Why is everyone acting like they just saw Shah Rukh Khan walk in holding hands with a ghost?
She reached Aarohi's desk and found her best friend hunched over a pile of documents, clearly trying to disappear behind them.
Rhea (raising an eyebrow):
"Okay. What. The. Actual. Hell. Happened here while I was gone?"
Aarohi stiffened.
Rhea (leans closer):
"Don't even try to act normal. The energy in this office is screaming 'BREAKING NEWS!' and you're in the center of it."
Aarohi (mumbling):
"Nothing happened."
Rhea (louder):
"Liar! Half the office is whispering and staring at you like you're the last samosa at a wedding buffet. Spill it!"
Aarohi sighed, placing her pen down and giving up.
Aarohi:
"I bumped into Mr. Veerayut... I didn't see him and I tripped. And then—he caught me."
Rhea's jaw dropped.
Rhea:
"Caught you? As in, caught you like hero saves heroine on a rooftop kind of caught?"
Aarohi (defensive):
"No! I mean—yes. I mean, kind of. But not in a romantic way!"
Rhea (wide-eyed):
"Girl, are you even listening to yourself? That man is practically allergic to human contact. He doesn't even shake hands. And he caught you? In front of the whole office?!"
Aarohi rubbed her temples. "I didn't mean to fall. It just happened."
Rhea (teasing):
"Oh, I'm sure gravity just happened. Meanwhile, Cupid's having a party upstairs."
Aarohi (whispering):
"Can you not say this so loud?!"
Rhea grinned and pulled her chair closer.
Rhea:
"Okay. Details. I want the whole scene. What did he say? Did he look into your eyes like those Chinese dramas you binge-watch?"
Aarohi (trying to stay calm):
"He said, 'Watch your step, Ms. Aarohi.' And then he helped pick up my files. That's all."
Rhea:
"That's all? That's, like, marriage material in his language! He didn't yell? He didn't say 'be careful' like a robot?"
Aarohi (softly):
"No... he was gentle. His voice was calm. Not cold like usual. And—"
She paused.
Rhea (smiling slowly):
"And?"
Aarohi (eyes down):
"He held me... for a moment longer than necessary."
Rhea's mouth opened wide in mock shock.
Rhea:
"SCANDAL! Someone call Page 3!"
Aarohi (laughing nervously):
"Rheaaa! Stop!"
Rhea (softening, voice gentle):
"You like him, don't you?"
Aarohi looked away.
Aarohi (quietly):
"I don't know. It's confusing. He's rude most of the time, and distant, but then sometimes... like today... he's different. He sees me."
Rhea (sincerely):
"You've always been the kind of girl who notices the small cracks in people. Maybe you see the part of him that others don't."
Aarohi blinked, touched by her friend's words.
Rhea (suddenly cheerful):
"Okay, wait. What was the body language like? Were you like—clinging to his chest dramatically?"
Aarohi (groans):
"Stop making it sound like a K-drama."
Rhea (mischievously):
"I bet the slow background music started playing the moment he caught you."
Aarohi (laughs):
"There was no music, Rhea. Just stunned silence... and Thanwa and Pakorn smirking in the background."
Rhea leaned back dramatically.
Rhea:
"Wait. You mean his brothers saw too? Oh my god—this is too good. They're definitely going to tease him!"
Aarohi (hiding her face):
"They already started. Thanwa said something like 'Next time propose before the fall happens.'"
Rhea (clapping):
"YES! Finally, someone is cracking that ice cube of a man. If anyone can do it, it's you."
Aarohi (quietly blushing):
"I wasn't trying to."
Rhea (gently):
"Exactly. That's why it's working."
Aarohi looked down at her hands.
Aarohi:
"I'm scared, Rhea. I've been hurt before. I never thought I'd feel this way again… especially not for someone like him."
Rhea (serious):
"I know. But not everyone's going to break you. Some people are worth the risk."
Aarohi:
"What if he's just being nice?"
Rhea:
"Then you'll know. But from what I saw this morning? That man was not just being nice. He looked at you. Like you mattered."
Aarohi's heart skipped.
Rhea (grinning):
"Okay, enough emotions. Tell me one last thing."
Aarohi:
"What?"
Rhea:
"Was his cologne as distracting as I imagine it to be?"
Aarohi (groaning):
"Rhea!"
Rhea (laughing):
"I knew it! He smells expensive and emotionally unavailable. My type."
They both burst out laughing.
In that moment, surrounded by the soft hum of office work resuming, the air lightened again. And while Aarohi tried to bury her growing emotions under laughter and work, deep down she knew—something had changed.
This was no longer just a job. It was becoming a story.
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