There he stood, my crush MR RAKSHIT TRIVEDI whom I adore every fucking second , obviously he is handsome and have sharp jawline and looking extremely hot in black hoodie with cap on.
But wait a second what is he doing in my house? I am surely daydreaming or why the hell the greatest singer come to my house without any reason.I was gawking and appreciating the beauty and prettiest creation of God in front of me. He wasn't looking at me because he was talking to someone but why the hell I will look at someone else when THE GREEK GOD himself standing in front of me.
I came out of my lala land when my dearest idiot brother screamed my name and then I noticed that he is talking to Rakshit. But why? How does he know him? Why is he standing in my home with my brother?
My brother called me again and this time I went to him. He introduced his old childhood friend to me who is none other than RAKSHIT TRIVEDI
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MI AMOUR🩷
Roman d'amourStory of two person where FL is totally in love with ML but ML sees her as a kid because she is his friend's sister 🎀
