Rhythms of the Heart ✅

6

This incidents made them come closer and closer....... 😍

The college canteen buzzed with activity as students filled the air with chatter, laughter, and the clinking of cutlery. Neel, seated at a table with his friends – Ishaan, Rihanna, Su, and Figo – noticed Malang and Netra in the midst of the crowd. An idea sparked in Neel's mind, and he motioned for them to join the group.

"Malang, Netra, over here!" Neel called out, waving them over to the table where the seniors sat. The invitation took Malang by surprise, and he exchanged a quick glance with Netra before cautiously making their way toward the group.

As they approached, Neel, wearing a friendly smile, gestured to the empty seats. "Join us, guys. We've got room for a few more."

Ishaan, Rihanna, Su, and Figo chimed in with welcoming nods and grins, indicating that the newcomers were more than welcome to join the senior table.

Malang, still slightly taken aback, hesitated for a moment. Netra, ever the bold one, nudged him playfully, whispering, "Come on, Malang, they invited us. Let's not keep them waiting."

With a hesitant smile, Malang and Netra took the offered seats, integrating themselves into the circle of seniors. Neel, subtly pleased with the success of his plan, initiated the conversation.

"So, Malang, Netra, how's your day been so far?" Neel asked, trying to make them feel at ease.

Malang, gaining confidence, replied, "It's been good. Classes were interesting, and we were just about to grab some lunch."

Netra added with a playful smirk, "Yeah, but then Neel here decided to summon us to this fancy seniors' table."

Ishaan, suppressing a grin, teased, "Well, you're in good company. We seniors know how to have a good time."

Rihanna, raising an eyebrow, added, "And besides, this table is reserved for the cool kids. Consider it an honor."

Su and Figo, always up for some light-hearted banter, joined in, creating an atmosphere of camaraderie and inclusion.

As the conversation flowed, Malang found himself gradually relaxing in the presence of the seniors. Neel, with a subtle sense of satisfaction, continued to engage everyone in discussions ranging from college events to shared interests. The lunchtime gathering, initially unexpected for Malang and Netra, evolved into a pleasant exchange of laughter and camaraderie.

Unbeknownst to everyone, the dynamics around the table were shifting. Neel's protective instinct over Malang manifested in subtle actions, and the bond among the friends deepened. The canteen, now echoing with the laughter of seniors and newcomers alike, became a backdrop for the unspoken connections .
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The college library, a haven of knowledge and tranquility, saw Malang engrossed in the pursuit of a book that sat tantalizingly out of reach on the upper shelf. Stretching on tiptoes, he tried to grasp the elusive book, oblivious to the impending danger. The precarious pile of books above seemed ready to cascade down.

In the nick of time, just as the books teetered on the edge of calamity, a strong hand swiftly reached out, snatching Malang's wrist and pulling him away from the impending avalanche. The abrupt rescue left Malang momentarily disoriented, his heart pounding from the close call.

As the books settled back into place, Malang turned to see Neel, his eyes wide with relief and gratitude. Neel, wearing a stern expression, scolded him with a mixture of concern and reproach.

"Malang, you've got to be more careful. You could have been seriously hurt," Neel admonished, his protective instinct taking charge.

Malang, still processing the adrenaline rush, nodded sheepishly. "I... I didn't realize it was so unstable. Thank you, Neel. You saved me."

Neel, though visibly relieved that Malang was unharmed, maintained his serious tone. "Just be mindful, okay? We don't need any library mishaps on our hands."

The unexpected rescue lingered in the air, and as the library returned to its serene ambiance, the unspoken bond between Neel and Malang grew stronger. In that moment of vulnerability and rescue, a silent understanding blossomed – one that hinted at the intricate threads of connection weaving through the chapters of their unfolding college journey.