She's one breakdown away from losing it. He's the reason she hasn't slept in three days. Ruhi Shekhawat has no time for distractions-not when she's barely making it through college, night shifts, and life in a country she didn't even want to be in. But her next-door neighbor? Well Nathaniel Kensington he is British let's start from that way too loud, way too charming for someone who sings in the shower at 8 a.m. Nathaniel Kensington doesn't mean to be annoying. He just is. And Ruhi? The grumpy girl in the oversized hoodie who glares like it's her job? She's kind of fun to mess with. They fight over Wi-Fi. Battle over hallway noise. Exchange more insults than greetings. And yet, somehow, they keep ending up in the same place-late-night kitchens, library corners, and moments that feel dangerously close to something real. They're not friends. Definitely not lovers. But the line between hate and something else? Yeah... it's starting to blur.