Siddharth    lunged at Kunal, his fists flying in a blur of motion. Kunal, not one to back down, fought back with equal ferocity. The two of them were like animals, locked in a vicious battle for dominance.

Their clothes were torn and stained with blood and dirt as they grappled with each other, their angry shouts echoing off the tiled walls of the washroom. The sounds of fists connecting with flesh filled the air, and the sickening sound of Kunal's jaw cracking under Siddharth   's powerful punch sent a shiver down the spines of the onlookers.