Move." Arayansh Singh said coldly. Noor Kaur looked up from the seat and frowned. "Why?" "Because you're sitting where you shouldn't be." She glanced at the chair, then back at him. "Naam likha hai kya?" A few students gasped. He stepped closer, eyes dark, dangerous. "Tumhe pata bhi hai kis se baat kar rahi ho?" Noor held her books tighter but didn't look away. "Nahi. Aur honestly, farq bhi nahi padta." For the first time, the devil of campus smiled. "Interesting." 🔥 He was the storm every girl feared and desired. Arayansh Singh She was the calm no chaos could corrupt. Noor Kaur He ruled the campus with silence, power, and danger. She walked into it with innocence, courage, and no idea who he was. He was fire. She was prayer. And together... they were a disaster waiting to happen. ❣️ You all ready for this one..... ✅ 🥇#indianstories