As Aarav sauntered over to our table, I felt a mix of nerves and curiosity churn in my stomach. His presence always seemed to spark a flurry of emotions within me. Ishika shot me a knowing glance, sensing my inner turmoil.
I longed to inquire about his conversation with Rohan, my mind ablaze with questions. But I restrained myself, knowing that prying would only lead to more complications. Ishika, ever perceptive, intervened before I could utter a word, redirecting our focus to the upcoming competition.
Just as we delved into our discussion, Aarav's directness cut through our pretense. "So, what's up with you and Rohan?" he asked, his gaze shifting between Ishika and me, searching for answers.
I hesitated for a moment, contemplating how much to disclose. Finally, I replied, "It's nothing."
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First Spark: A story of my first crush
Romance"First Spark: A story of my first crush" is a heartfelt tale that celebrates the universal experience of falling in love for the first time. Set against the backdrop of adolescence, this novel is a heartfelt exploration of emotions, friendships, and...
