⋆𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ~𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𓂃 ࣪˖ ;༊
To those who love~ ❝She hated noises....so he calmed down his own breathe❞ kinda trope.
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★𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐑 𝐊𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐀 -𝒷𝒾𝓀ℯ𝓇𝒷ℴ𝓎...
"देखो ना कैसी......इजाज़तमिलीहै एकदूसरेमें....हिफ़ाज़तमिलीहै,
तेरीमेरीकहानी हैबारिशोंकापानी......"
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𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆<3
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-A A D Y A 'S P O V-
-DISMISSAL TIME 🎐 ⋆
As the school day came to an end, I waited near the school gates for My bestfriend. My eyes caught sight of Naksh, and I hurried over to him, with a smile on my face.
"Bhooo!" I said, trying to scare him as I always did. But today, something felt different. Naksh didn't respond with his usual teasing remark, Instead, he remained silent, his expression blank.
"Bhoot se aap dare nahi, is baar?"I asked, my smile fading a bit as I looked at him.
["Aren't you scared of ghosts this time?"]
Naksh didn't reply. He simply turned and walked away. I felt a pang of concern and reached out to stop him. "Naksh, are you mad at me?" I asked, grabbing his hand gently.
He jerked his hand away. "Aadya, I'm not in the mood to talk right now, so please..." His voice was curt as he walked off. I stood there, watching him leave, puzzled and worried.
Had I done something wrong?
"No problem, I know how to make you happy," I said to myself, turning on my heel to find Afrin.
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Back home, I was busy in the kitchen, finishing up the strawberry pastries I had baked. I recalled the day Naksh had mentioned his love for strawberry-flavored pastries at that restaurant. Since he had helped me out, I decided to make these for him.
"Mumma, taste this and tell me how it is," I said, handing a slice to my mother. She took a bite and smiled.
"Wow, it's delicious! But you should hurry and get ready for coaching. I'll pack these up for you," she said.
"Thanks, Mumma!" I quickly ran to my room to get ready, excited to give Naksh the pastries.
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I left the house with the pastry box in hand, heading towards the coaching center. Abir spotted me, but before he could approach, I was already on my way.
