Priya's Thoughts:
What do I do? He's nonstop staring at me...
And why is there such a crowd at this station? Usually, it's busy, but today feels different.
And where is my train? It's taking forever! I'm going to be late on my first day at work. Great start, Priya! Just great...
And then there's this police officer-still looking at me. Doesn't he have anything better to do?
Forget it, Priya. Ignore him.
But, ugh, I just want to pull out those eyes that won't stop staring at me!
So what if he's handsome? That doesn't mean he gets a free pass to make me this uncomfortable!

Ram's Thoughts:
Control yourself, Ram! Why am I looking at her like that? I need to get a grip...
She doesn't even seem to know what's going on here. Should I tell her?
No... wait. How can I just walk up to her and talk?
Come on, Ram, you're a police officer! Stop being so confused and awkward.
Alright, I'm just going to walk up to her and tell her the truth-no train is coming because of the accident. That's it. Simple.
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Priya's Thoughts:
Wait... why is he coming this way?
Panic hit me, and I got up quickly, pretending I needed to go in the opposite direction.
What does he want now?
Ram's Thoughts:
Did I scare her?
But honestly, she looks so cute trying to avoid me.
No, no, Ram! Focus. This isn't the time to get distracted.
I need to let her know about the accident. Plus, I have to clear this crowd and figure out if it was an accident or a suicide.
Alright, first I'll inform her and make sure she's okay. Then, I'll start the investigation.
Priya's Thoughts:
Why am I running away? This isn't a police station, and I've done nothing wrong. Where would I even go?
Frustrated with myself, I walked back to my spot and sat down.
Enough is enough.
I turned around, looked directly at the police officer, and asked, "What do you want?"
Ram's Thoughts:
I was a little shocked when she came back, sat in the same spot, and asked me directly, "What do you want?"
Seriously? Did she just confront me like that?
I blinked for a moment, gathering my thoughts, and then told her calmly, "This is an accident site, and you need to leave this place immediately for your own safety."
But man, she really caught me off guard.
Priya's Thoughts:
What am I supposed to do to get out of this place? It's my first day at work, and I'm already late. And now there's an accident, so no trains! Oh god, what a terrible day!
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Ram's Thoughts:
Wait, what does she mean, "It's an accident"? Does she really not know what's going on here?
Is she seriously asking if she should leave this place, like it's up for debate?
I told her this is an accident site and that she needs to leave for her own safety. Isn't that enough?
But now... now she looks furious. Why? What did I say wrong?
She's glaring at me like I personally caused her bad day. This is going to be harder than I thought.
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Priya's Response:
"I know, I know. I'm leaving, okay? I'm not sitting here staring at you like you've been staring at me!"
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Ram's Thoughts:
Wait, what? Hello, madam. I wasn't staring at you! Well... I was, but I can't tell her that, right?
"I was just looking around because this is a crime scene in your city. Not because of your... beauty or something!"
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Priya's Thoughts:
Excuse me? Did he just comment on my looks? I'm not a beauty? I know I'm not drop-dead gorgeous, but that doesn't mean he can just say that to my face! I'm not ugly either!
She glared at him. And as for you, do you think you're some kind of handsome hero? What an idiot!
Ram:
I couldn't help but laugh at her reaction. She was mad, but honestly, it was kind of cute.
I'm the ACP of this city. People either respect me or are afraid of me. But her? She just confronted me like I was some random guy.
"Excuse me, ma'am, I was about to say something," I started, but before I could finish, my assistant called me.
I grabbed my phone quickly, hoping to get some clarity on the situation. The urgency of the call reminded me that I needed to focus.
Author note:
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