Milan - e - Dil♡

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That night, as she lay awake, his words
replayed in her mind over and over again, like a haunting echo. She could practically see his face, feel the intensity of his gaze. She wasn't sure what it was-love, admiration, or something more complex-that had sparked this fire inside her. But one thing was certain: she had to prove herself, to him and to herself. The problem?

She was far from a model student.

Books and notes had never held her attention. She preferred life outside the walls of a classroom, where laughter and friendships colored her days. The thought of burying herself in textbooks felt like stepping into a prison of endless words and concepts she didn't understand. But she had made her mind up, and there was no turning back. With resolve hardening in her chest, she knew she had to change

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The next morning, she found Ziya in the school library. Ziya, her loyal friend and the class's academic star, was surprised to hear her request. The girl who had once scoffed at spending more than an hour with a textbook now wanted to ace her exams. Ziya's eyebrows rose in shock, but she could see the determination in her friend's eyes.

"It's not going to be easy," Ziya said with a soft sigh, gathering her books. "But if you're serious about this, I'll help you. We'll start from the basics."

She nodded, a glimmer of excitement flickering in her heart. How hard could it be? she thought.

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Week one : Reality Hits Hard

It took just a day for reality to hit her like a storm. The weight of her new commitment pressed down on her as she sat across from Ziya, who patiently explained the simplest of concepts. But for her, even the basics felt insurmountable. Words danced on the page, formulas blurred, and the information felt foreign, as if her brain was refusing to let any of it in.

Her energy faded quickly, and within an hour, her mind drifted, her head feeling like it might explode. She would rub her temples, sighing heavily, while Ziya would pause, watching her with a patient but concerned expression.

"You can't give up already," Ziya would remind her, trying to keep her motivated. "This is only the beginning."

But the truth was, she wasn't used to this kind of focus, this kind of dedication. She had never thought studying could drain her so completely, make her feel so inadequate. She had been so used to breezing through with minimal effort that now, the challenge seemed almost cruel.

Sleepless Nights and Rising Frustration

Days turned into weeks, and the journey only grew more difficult. Her days became a blur of classes, tutoring sessions, and hours in the library. Even at home, she spent late nights bent over her notes, desperately trying to memorize formulas and definitions. She would look at the clock, each minute feeling like an hour, as exhaustion seeped into her bones.

Her family began to notice the change. They would find her asleep at the dinner table, her notes scattered around her, or awake at odd hours, her eyes red from lack of sleep. The once lively girl who had filled the house with laughter was now withdrawn, tense, and irritable. She hadn't just taken on a new challenge; she had uprooted her entire life.

There were moments when she was overwhelmed with frustration. She would slam her books shut, gritting her teeth as tears stung her eyes. She was falling behind on the schedule Ziya had set for her. Her mind would fog over as she read the same paragraph repeatedly, her brain refusing to process the words. The weight of failure hung over her, a constant reminder of the mountain she was trying to climb.