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The rain had been falling for hours drumming against her windows like some impatient storm god. Vanya stood by the glass, wearing one of Ranveer's black shirts-too big, slipping off one shoulder, the collar still carrying his cologne.
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✨Vanya Mittal✨
Raised in the warmth of a protective home, she’s the very definition of innocence wrapped in sunshine.
Homeschooled from the beginning, she grew up surrounded by books, bedtime stories and the aroma of her mother’s cooking. Her world was small but beautifully curated—filled with soft toys, gentle lessons and a thousand "be careful"s from doting parents.
She was their pride, their joy, the apple of their eye, shielded from the chaos of the outside world.
Sheltered and naive, she’s blissfully unaware of the complexity of emotions and expectations that relationships often bring.
While her friends talked of crushes and first kisses, she remained more fascinated by animated films, fairy tales and the idea that love was simply holding hands and sharing dessert.
A complete foodie- she lights up at the mere mention of snacks. Give her a bowl of butter popcorn or a tub of mango ice cream and she’ll consider it an offering of eternal friendship. Her conversations often detour into food reviews and she’s not above naming her favorite stuffie after her favorite street food.
Emotionally soft, she cries when cartoon characters get hurt, pouts when her favorite dessert is out of stock and hugs with all her heart.
Romantic gestures go over her head more often than not and a flirtatious wink might earn you a confused blink in return.
But that’s her charm—pure-hearted, unintentionally endearing, and untouched by the cynicism of the world. She believes in happy endings, in handwritten notes, in warm hugs and bedtime cocoa.
And though she may not understand the depth of love yet, she has a heart big enough to learn—slowly, sweetly, in her own time.
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✨Ranveer Ahuja✨
Grumpy, egoistic and far too arrogant to believe in the concept of marriage—he’s a fortress of cold logic and carefully guarded emotions.
You won’t catch him smiling for no reason and don’t even try cracking jokes—humor doesn’t quite fit in his perfectly organized schedule.
For him, life revolves around control, success, and results. Feelings? Distractions. Romance? A frivolous luxury. Marriage? A trap meant to slow men down.
He’s the kind of man who commands a room the moment he walks in— with charm and sheer intensity. His words are clipped, sharp and usually carry an edge of sarcasm. You’ll always find him dressed immaculately, suit never out of place, tie always aligned—almost like emotions need to ask permission to enter his world.
Work is his religion, his office the temple. He lives off black coffee, late nights and files stacked taller than most people. Assistants are afraid of him. Colleagues admire him but keep their distance. Friends? He has handful, and he likes it that way. Solitude is his comfort zone, silence his favorite companion.
He doesn’t believe in vulnerability—he despises it. To him, letting someone close is like opening the gates to chaos. That’s why he keeps everyone at arm’s length, behind walls built brick by brick through years of self-preservation.
But what happens when someone enters his life who doesn’t even realize the chaos she brings with her gentle eyes and clumsy innocence? Someone who doesn’t try to fix him—but just exists like sunlight through blinds, too soft to ignore, too persistent to block?
He’ll resist. He’ll scowl. He’ll fight the very idea of feeling. But deep down, his soul is waiting for someone to knock on the door he swore he’d never open.
And when that door cracks—just a little—he won’t know whether to run from it… or fall.
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✨Them✨
Where little Vanya slowly learns to handle her grumpy, snappish Ranveer and he in turn falls hard for her innocent, baby-faced charm. 😏
