~MAIN MALE LEAD~

ADVIT SINGHANIA (19)

Advit Singhania doesn’t make noise when he enters a room - he doesn’t need to. Presence alone does the job.

At nineteen, he carries himself with a discipline most men twice his age lack, a product of his double life -law student by day, mafia commando by blood.

He is polite, almost gentlemanly, but never friendly. There’s always a line drawn, a space no one is allowed to cross unless he lets them.

To the world, he is calm and distant. To his closed ones, though, he is Pookie - a nickname he tolerates only because it comes wrapped in love.

Family is everything to him, especially his younger sister Akanksha. In his eyes, she is still sunshine, too soft for the world he knows.

He doesn’t realize yet that she’s already carrying shadows of her own.

Football and basketball are his escapes, the only places where he lets himself breathe like any normal nineteen-year-old.

But off the field, his sharp mind is locked on law school, determined to balance the Singhania family’s darker name with something clean.

Despite his calm exterior, Advit is no lone wolf. His inner circle -Rahul, Tarun, Mihir, and Ishir Sheikh -keep him grounded.

They’re chaos and sarcasm to his composure, dragging him into idiotic banter, college rivalries, and nights that end in laughter more than fights.

Around them, Advit is not the mafia commando or the perfect law student. He is just a nineteen-year-old boy allowed to breathe.

The Rathores remain close to his family, though he misses Deepak’s wedding -a regret that lingers more than he admits.

What he doesn’t expect, though, is how fate is about to drag him straight into Aarvi’s orbit…

~Advit's best friend~

ISHIR SHEIKH (19)

Ishir Sheikh is the kind of boy who turns heads without trying.

Zoya’s elder brother, he’s the sunshine in her world-protective, teasing, and always her biggest supporter.

He loves painting more than anything else. It’s not just a hobby, it’s a language he speaks through every brushstroke.

His art museum, Shirz, is his sanctuary, a place where his light shines the brightest.

Everyone knows him as the sunshine boy-cheerful, warm, easy to like. But behind the brightness is a side he hides well.

Ishir is an assassin in the mafia. He kills with the same precision he paints-calm, steady, almost beautiful in his silence. Few know this truth, and he intends to keep it that way.

He’s close with the Rathores, almost like family, but he couldn’t make it to Deepak’s wedding. Still, the bond remains strong.

When it comes to his sister’s world, Ishir knows Zoya and Akanksha are inseparable besties, but that’s it.

He has no clue Zoya is tangled in the mafia, and he doesn’t know about Akanksha’s role either.

To him, they’re just two girls who share secrets and giggles, nothing more.

Outside his family, his closest circle is Advit, Tarun, Mihir, and Rahul. Together, they’re loud, annoying, and unshakably loyal-boys who can shift from roasting each other to backing each other in seconds.

With them, Ishir is always the sunshine, the easy laughter that keeps them grounded.

For Ishir, life is a mix of contradictions-art and blood, smiles and silence, family and danger.

And somehow, he balances it all without losing the light in his eyes.