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𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓯𝓪𝓬𝓮
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Her: Italics
Him: Bold
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"I thought professors were supposed to be serious."
"Only in classes. Outside, we're just as dangerous as cricketers with a bat."
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"You—You want my number? For a selfie?"
"Well, it's a good selfie, don't you think? I might need a way to make sure you have it saved properly."
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"So, a professor, huh? I bet you're the kind of teacher who makes everyone fall with a simple glance."
"Esa kuch nahi hai, Mr Gill."
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"Agar tum khudko meri nazar se dekhogi , Yana, you'd never doubt again."
"Maybe that's why I need you."
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"You always listen more than you speak. Why is that?"
"I guess silence has always been my comfort. Words... sometimes they're too heavy."
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"So, what's the secret to being this mysterious all the time?"
"If I told you, you'd be the quiet one for once."
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𝓦𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓓𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶𝓼; Shubman Gill
FanficYana Zariwala had always been the quiet one. A professor at MSU Vadodara, she spent her days lost in the world of books and lectures, finding comfort in the routine of it all. Raised in a home where expectations were high and affection was scarce...
