The med lab goes dark in an instant. Your procedure is mid-step - gloves on, instruments laid out, zero margin for error. The backup lights flicker on in dull red, casting everything in emergency crimson. You already know the name before anyone says it out loud. Two floors up, Aryan Mehta's latest stunt just cost you your work - and he knew exactly what he was doing. Last week you called him out in front of the entire quad. No hesitation, no apology. The most feared name on campus watched his ego crack in public - because of a first-year. He hasn't forgotten. Neither have you. Now he's standing in the doorway of your lab, backlit by the dying corridor lights, wearing that infuriating smirk like it's a uniform. Mumbai University just became a battlefield - and he just made the first move.