Maybe... Just Maybe? 🦋 (Slow Burn Begins)

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The studio was still echoing with the last beat of music

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The studio was still echoing with the last beat of music.

But I wasn't hearing it anymore.

Because everything else had gone quiet.
Claps. Whistles. Cheers.

Even Nishtha's loud voice sounded distant now.

All I could hear was my own breathing.
And his.

Too close.

Too aware.

We stepped back at the same time.
Like some invisible thread snapped.
Finally.

Air returned to my lungs properly.

"OH MY GODDD!" Nishtha screamed.
"I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT THIS PAIR WOULD KILL IT!"

"Relax." I muttered instantly, fixing my hair, avoiding everyone's eyes.

Because looking at him right now felt... dangerous.

Raj rolled his wrist casually, like nothing happened.

Like he didn't just make my heartbeat forget its job.

"Done staring?" he said flatly.

I glared immediately.
"I wasn't staring."

"Sure."

I turned away.

Because arguing felt safer than admitting anything else.

"Enough drama." Advik clapped.

"Practice is over. Mehendi is tomorrow. Everyone go sleep before we collapse."

Everyone started packing up.

I grabbed my dupatta, trying to act normal.

But my brain?

Still stuck in the dance.

His grip.
The dip.

The way his eyes didn't move away even for a second.

Annoying.

Why does my brain remember useless things so clearly?

-MEHENDI MORNING

-MEHENDI MORNING

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 07 ⏰

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