Ishan Kishan a passionate and innocent art teacher, is thrilled to start his new job at a prestigious college but what happens when the college's bad boy decides to trouble him.
First time writing a ff so ignore the mistakes and enjoy the story.
Ishan woke up early, determined to start the day right. As he sat in front of the mirror, he couldn’t help but think about Shubman. The thought of him made Ishan's cheeks flush. Why do I feel like a teenager getting ready for a date? he wondered.
*Ishan's outfit*
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He applied a light touch of makeup to enhance his natural features—just enough to look presentable but not overdone. Satisfied with his reflection, he smiled. His suitcase was already packed, and after giving Oggy a loving goodbye before sending him to the pet care center, he left for college.
Meanwhile, Shubman stood in front of his wardrobe, smirking. "Blue shirt and brown trousers, huh?" he muttered to himself. He picked a blue shirt and paired it with beige trousers, making sure his outfit complemented Ishan’s. He glanced at his reflection in the mirror, ruffling his hair slightly to give it that effortless, messy charm he knew worked.
*Shubman's outfit*
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Feeling pleased, he grabbed his bag and called Abhishek to check in. But the call was busy. Shubman rolled his eyes, already knowing why. "That idiot’s probably talking to Mayank," he muttered with a smirk. Shubman knew his best friend was utterly smitten with Mayank and would probably spend every spare moment talking to him if he could.
Shubman grabbed his phone and slung his bag over his shoulder. As he made his way to the college, he couldn’t help but think about how good Ishan would look. The thought brought a mischievous grin to his face. "This trip is going to be fun," he thought to himself.
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As all the students gathered at the campus and began boarding the bus, Ishan stood at the entrance, clipboard in hand, diligently marking attendance. He scanned the names, ticking them off one by one. His brows furrowed slightly when he realized Shubman hadn’t shown up yet.
