Sivaangi and Ashwin arrive at the hill station with their classmates. The bus ride was filled with laughter and chatter, but Sivaangi couldn't help but feel a bit anxious about the trip. Ashwin, noticing her unease, gently squeezes her hand, offering silent support.
As they settle into their cabin, Sivaangi looks around, taking in the rustic charm of the place.
Sivaangi= romboo azhaga iruku'leee, she whispers, her eyes wide with wonder.
Ashwin smiles,
Ashwin= enaku teriyum unaku rombe've pudikum'nu.. It's a perfect escape from the city.
The first activity on the agenda is a team-building exercise by the lake. The students are divided into groups, and Sivaangi and Ashwin find themselves on the same team. The task is to build a raft using the materials provided and race it across the lake.
Sivaangi hesitates, her aquaphobia resurfacing. Ashwin notices her discomfort and steps closer.
Ashwin= Maa.. ithe nambe seiyalam.. athan naa iruken'le... he reassures her.
With Ashwin's encouragement, Sivaangi finds the courage to participate. They work together, their teamwork and chemistry evident to everyone around. As they launch their raft into the water, Sivaangi's initial fear is replaced by a sense of accomplishment.
The evening brings a bonfire, with students gathered around, sharing stories and laughter. Ashwin and Sivaangi sit close, the warmth of the fire and the comfort of each other's presence creating a perfect moment.
Ashwin looks at Sivaangi, his eyes reflecting the flickering flames.
Ashwin= I'm so proud of maa.. inaiku nee un bayathe vittu intha activity'la senjurukee
Sivaangi smiles, her heart swelling with affection.
Sivaangi= nee illama ennale onnum panna mudinjirukathu ashwineyy.. Ashwin smiles and squeezed her hand.
The sun had set, and the campsite was illuminated by the soft glow of lanterns and the flickering light of a campfire. The students gathered around, sharing stories and laughter. Sivaangi, however, was preoccupied with a different plan.
She glanced over at Shreya, who was busy chatting with a group of friends. Sivaangi had never gotten along with Shreya, and the thought of sharing a tent with her for the night was unbearable. She turned to Ashwin, who was sitting beside her, his face lit by the warm firelight.
Sivaangi= Ashwineyy, she whispered, leaning closer to him.
Sivaangi= Inaiku naa unkoode thungikava?? ennale Shreya koode'la thoonge mudiyathu paa
Ashwin looked at her, surprised but understanding.
Ashwin= anaa ivangalamm
Sivaangi= pleasee'uhh paa.. ivangala thunge ponnone naa vanthu paduthukuren'ne.. unkoode tha yaarume thoongale'lee..
Ashwin chuckles..
Ashwin= cheri cherii..
As the campfire gathering wound down, the students began to retreat to their tents. Sivaangi and Ashwin made their way to his tent, their footsteps crunching softly on the gravel path. Once inside, Sivaangi felt a wave of relief wash over her. The tent was cozy, with sleeping bags laid out side by side.
Sivaangi= Thank you Ashwineyyyy..I really appreciate this.
Ashwin smiled, his eyes warm.
Ashwin= Anything for you, Angell
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Opposites Entwined
FanfictionIn a bustling college, two unlikely souls find themselves drawn together. Ashwinkumar, a quiet and introspective boy, prefers the solace of his books and the comfort of his own thoughts. His world is turned upside down when he crosses paths with Siv...
