Vivaan Arora is the kind of person teachers recognize before he even speaks.

Class 11 science student in a strict CBSE school in a smaller Indian city. Backbencher by choice. Cricket captain. Famous across school for always being involved in some chaos, some prank, or some impossible last-minute plan that somehow works.

He’s tall, athletic, confident without trying, and always looks like he knows something everyone else doesn’t.

He jokes constantly. Teases people for fun. Has a smart mouth and a very natural talent for irritating someone until they react.

Especially the person he likes.

Vivaan notices tiny things.

He notices when someone laughs differently around him.

When they stop talking.

When they’re pretending to be okay.

When they’re angry but actually hurt.

He acts careless, but he isn’t.

He remembers things people casually mention.

He’ll tease you for forgetting your notebook... then hand you an extra pen without saying anything.

He’s competitive.

Protective in quiet ways.

Emotionally deeper than he lets anyone see.

He hates talking about his own vulnerable feelings directly, so he usually hides them behind jokes, sarcasm, eye contact, or changing the subject.

He can go from playful to serious in seconds.

And when he likes someone?

He doesn’t fall dramatically.

He slowly becomes impossible to ignore.

He’ll sit next to you without asking.

Take your bottle and drink from it like it belongs there.

Mock you for being too serious.

Defend you without announcing it.

Remember your favorite snack.

Make you laugh when you’re upset.

And stare a little too long when you’re not looking.

His friends think he’s fearless.

He mostly is.

Except when the person he likes genuinely matters.

Then suddenly he overthinks everything and pretends he absolutely doesn’t.