Nandini

The Boys in my Fake Scenarios (part 1?) ™:

Hindustani Classical Boy™

was forced into hindustani classical singing since he was eight but he's grown to love it, pastel kurtas, when his voice softens it puts you to sleep, knows the raags on his fingertips, you wake up to him doing riyaz at 7 in the morning, sings to the birds, knows a LOT about instruments, has a lot of calluses on hands by playing the tanpura or the tabla also (often says "oh look at my hands :(" so that you'd tend to his calluses and also he could feel you holding his hand 👀), a history of music nerd, secretly matching your saree when he's performing and you're in the audience, loved singing lullabies to kids, somewhat relates to that jigglypuff which draws on people when they fall asleep to its singing, hums ae ri aayi piya bin all the time.

"so what's your favourite raag?"

"her."

Speed Chess Boy™

absolute chess nerd, follows literally every fide match analysis there is, tried to teach you chess once (failed miserably), hates the queen's gambit with a passion (i don't care, there's nothing about chess in it!), either loves or hates samay raina, tries to flex his chess.com ka score to you, loves speed chess, messy hair, cheeky grin, loves to play matches with random uncles in the park, awkward around little kids, says you're the only person who can probably understand his brain, also a math nerd probably, a kiss and the forehead touch, straightening the brow after crossing them for a very long time.

"my world lives in these 64 squares. that's the only thing beth harmon and i can agree on."

Amol Palekar™

the boy next door like amol palekar's characters, cricket is lob cricket is life, has either the best memes or the most cursed stickers to ever grace your eyes, makes the best chai, childhood friend, childish laughter in an empty hallway during summer vacation, bunking coaching to eat vada pav at the nearby thela, skipping three steps at once on a staircase, comic or anime t-shirts, makes the killa with the kids of the society every diwali, loudest person to chant ganpati bappa morya at society ka ganpati, every aunty loves him, major gossipmonger, goes irrationally shy when you're around, frenemies to lovers.

"tatakae!" he shoots a gesture at you. a breeze blows by. "what?" you respond. he sighs. "never mind. noob" he scoffs.