The camera drifts away from Barfi and Miko in the library 🎥
Slow. Careful. Respectful.
Their heads bend over books 📚
Pens move quietly ✍️
Breathing syncs without them noticing 😮💨
The hallway slides past 🏫
Footsteps echo faintly 👣
Sound fades.
The stairs descend ⬇️
Light warms 🌤️
Air opens.
The college garden appears 🌳
Leaves glow green 🍃
Sunlight rests softly on everything 🌞
A boy and a girl sit beneath a flowering tree 🌸
Close. Not touching. Yet.
They speak in low voices 🤫
Words gentle. Measured.
The boy leans in a little ➡️
The girl tucks her hair back behind her ear 💁♀️
Nervous habit.
A breeze passes 🍃
Not cold.
Not warm.
Encouraging.
She laughs 😄
Soft. Brief. Sweet.
Her phone slips 📱⬇️
It lands between them.
Both reach at the same time ✋✋
Their fingers touch 🤝
Everything pauses ⏸️
Heartbeat loud 💓
Breath caught 😮
Her eyes widen 😳
Color rises to her cheeks 🌸
He swallows 😶
Words disappear.
Their fingers stay.
Not gripping ❌
Not pulling away ❌
Just there 🤍
Time thins ⏳
Perfect.
👞 STOMP 💥
The world collapses.
A massive shoe slams down 😨
Pain explodes ⚡
The boy screams 😫
The girl gasps 😖
Magic dies instantly 💔
Standing over them—
Pablo Chokobar 😈
Second year 🎓
Walking disaster 💥
Noise in human form 📢
He looks down.
No guilt 😐
"Move," he says.
"You're blocking the bench."
Anger sparks 🔥
"You crushed our hands!" the boy snaps 😡
Pablo shrugs 🤷
"Good. Builds character."
The girl hisses 🐍
"Idiot."
Pablo walks off 🚶
Unbothered.
Untouched.
Everyone hates him 😒
Teachers curse him silently 😤
Students scatter 🚫
Chaos in uniform 🌪️
Today, he hums 🎶
Mood light.
Because he has a goal 🎯
A dream 💭
A girl 🌸
Miko.
Angel of the campus 😇
Untouchable.
Desired.
He spots her through the library window 👀
Heart spikes 💓
Smile spreads 😏
Then—
It stops ❄️
Barfi is there.
Sitting beside her 📖
Quiet.
Focused.
Heads close 👥
Voices low 🤫
Miko smiles at Barfi 😊
Something inside Pablo snaps 🐂
Fists clench ✊
Breath sharpens 🔥
The breeze turns hot 🌡️
"Who…"
"the hell…"
"is that guy?" 😡
A new enemy is born ⚔️
Pablo marches across campus 🚜
Heavy. Direct.
Students move aside 🚶♂️
Whispers follow 🗣️
"Love mode again…"
"Which girl now?"
"God help her." 🙏
He hears nothing 🚫
Inside the library—
Miko explains something 🧠
Barfi frowns 🤔
Leans closer ➡️
She tilts her head playfully 😉
Whispers hints.
Pablo's thoughts ignite 💣
"That guy…"
"THAT guy…"
"is stealing my future wife." 💔
Knuckles crack 🥊
"Time to introduce myself."
Barfi scratches his head 😕
"Miko… are you sure this works?"
She nods 😊
"You always skip this step."
Confusion 😳
"Every time?"
She leans closer ➡️
"Yes. Every time."
Embarrassment hits 😖
"O-Oh…"
Her gaze stays 👀
Too long ⏳
Her fingers brush his wrist 🤍
Passing a pen ✍️
Barfi doesn't notice 😶
She does 😳
Color blooms in her ears 🌸
"Your watch…" she murmurs ⌚
"It looks good."
Barfi smiles simply 🙂
"My brother gave it."
She nods 💗
Glad.
Something has shifted 🔄
💥 SLAM
Pablo's hand hits the table ✋
"BARFI!"
"I CHALLENGE YOU!"
Barfi barely looks up 😐
"For what? Spelling bee?"
Snickers ripple 😂
"BOXING MATCH!"
"FOR MIKO!"
"No." ❌
"You scared!?"
"Yes," Barfi says politely 🙂
Insult thrown 😠
"Thank you," returned calmly 🙏
Pablo cracks 💔
"If you don't fight—
you're not a man."
Barfi puts his pen down ✍️
"I am a man who studies."
"Now leave."
Miko's voice cuts sharp 🔥
"Go away."
Pablo storms out 😤
Room exhales 😮💨
Outside—
Barfi hums softly 🎶
Mind light.
Then—
He stops ❄️
His bicycle 🚲
Pink ribbons 🎀
Basket crushed 🧺
Bent. Broken.
Pablo stands over it 😈
Laughing 😂
"Your girly cycle broke?"
Barfi doesn't move 😶
Pablo kicks it 👞
"Oops."
Something trembles inside Barfi 🌊
"It looked stupid," Pablo sneers.
"Just like you."
Breathing deepens 😤
"Your brother must be an idiot—"
⚡ SNAP ⚡
Years of pain detonate 💥
No warning ❌
No thought ❌
Movement.
Every hunger 🍽️
Every insult 🗣️
Every night alone 🌙
Every fear 😰
Every quiet gift 🎁
Explodes.
Barfi grabs Pablo's collar ✊
Voice shakes 😡
"You can insult me."
"Call me weak."
"Call me poor."
Pablo panics 😨
Barfi lifts him 💪
"But you don't touch—"
"my family's gift."
Punch 🥊
Another 🥊
Another 🥊
Wild. Burning. Empty 🔥🕳️
Students scream 😱
No one moves 🧊
The gentle boy is gone ❌
Tears fall 😢
Unnoticed.
"Miko-san!" someone shouts 📢
She runs 🏃♀️
Stops dead ❄️
Barfi on top of Pablo
Fists red 🩸
Eyes hollow 👁️
Pablo sobbing 😭
"Barfi-san…?"
No response 🚫
Miko steps closer 🤍
Voice shaking 😰
"It's okay now."
Her hand touches his back ✋
Barfi freezes 🧊
Breath slows 😮💨
Fists loosen ✊➡️✋
He looks at her 👀
No fear.
Only worry 🤍
He looks at his hands 🖐️
And for the first time—
Barfi feels something new 🌱
Not rage.
Not shame.
Control.