As expected, PK thought calmly, raising funds is done.
For the first time in a long while, he felt relieved.
The next day, he went to class as usual—unaware that fate had already prepared another surprise.
The moment the twins spotted him at the entrance, both of them rushed forward and threw their arms around him at the same time.
"Congratulations!"
The words came together.
The hug too.
PK froze for half a second.
Two warm bodies.
Two familiar scents.
Two breathtaking smiles pressed close.
He felt his heartbeat spike—and very nearly got a nosebleed.
Dangerous, he thought. Extremely dangerous.
Students nearby stared.
A few boys shot him looks filled with disbelief, jealousy, and existential despair.
One of them muttered,
"Bro… you're making us feel unworthy of living."
PK only smiled.
After a brief exchange, they walked into class together. The lecture had already begun, but no one missed the shift in atmosphere.
PK took his seat.
His phone vibrated.
Notification:
₹301,00,00,000 credited successfully.
PK glanced at the screen.
For a moment, the world felt unreal.
301 crores… and six lakhs.
He leaned back slightly, exhaling.
It's done.
He opened his messages and typed.
PK:
Girls, after class… can we go out?
The reply came almost instantly.
Lana & Luna:
Sure.
Both of their faces turned red at the exact same moment.
PK watched from his seat, confused yet amused.
What is going on inside these girls' heads?
Why does everything I say make them blush?
Then a thought settled in.
A serious one.
I should stop circling like this.
He hadn't officially asked them yet.
Hadn't said the words.
But now—
He had clarity.
He had means.
He had confidence.
PK smiled faintly.
I'll confess soon.
Properly.
This time, he wouldn't hesitate.
After all—
now he had the freedom to choose exactly how he wanted his future to begin.