𝗥𝘂𝗵𝗶 𝗠𝗲𝗵𝘁𝗮
A sunshine yet bold girl, obsessed with bollywood and books, sweetheart for most, poison for others.
𝗦𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗵𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗸𝗸𝗮𝗿
A cold and reserved guy, doesn't care for anything other then his priorities, yet a darling t...
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For three hundred and sixty days, the college remained a college.
A place where students rushed to lectures, professors complained about attendance, and assignments stole everyone's will to live.
But for five days every year, it became something else entirely.
Colorful stalls lined the campus.
Music echoed through the grounds.
Students who had barely attended classes suddenly appeared before eight in the morning.
And for the next five days, nobody cared about grades.
The annual fest had officially begun.
Among the various stalls, stood two stalls facing each other.
One stall smelled of sugar, while the other smelled of sanitizer.
Naman's stall was one of the many rectangular stalls that lined up the left side of the main entrance gate. What stood out about his stall was the mickey mouse shaped cut out with Jalebis drawn on it's ears that he had stuck in front of his stall table to attract people.
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Directly opposite it stood Aditi's setup beneath a canopy. A board reading "A Splash of Color for Every Face!" welcomed visitors, surrounded by colorful doodles, while rows of chairs waited for customers to sit down and get their faces painted.
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