‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ 🎶🎶🎶🎶 अगर तुम साथ हो तो रूह को सुकून मिलता है, तेरे बिना हर लम्हा अधूरा सा लगता है। तेरी मुस्कान से रोशनी उतरती है दिल में, तेरे बिन तो साँस लेना भी गुनाह सा लगता है। 🎶🎶🎶🎶 ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ×ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ ᴅᴇꜱᴛɪɴᴇᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʜɪɢʜ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ʀᴏᴍᴄᴏᴍ ᴀɢᴇ-ɢᴀᴘ 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬.🧿 ✨✨ When 16-year-old Anaya Rajvansh walked into her nightmare- physics class, she never expected the new teacher to be him-Mr. Rajveer Singhania: barely older than her, painfully brilliant, and hiding a past no one dares to speak of. He reads minds through poetry and sees straight through her carefully crafted walls. She challenges his every lesson with questions he secretly hopes she never stops asking. Their connection is undeniable. Their timing is impossible. And the line between right and wrong? It's getting harder to see. A slow-burn forbidden romance. A love-that shouldn't happen, but might just rewrite all the rules... ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

Teacher said her to hit a boy as punishment as he was not paying attention in class and was not able to answer the question she asked The boy smirked thinking how bad she could hit Another Boy (grinning, teasing): "Arey yaar... ladki hai. teacher mei maru!" The class burst out laughing. The teacher shot him a glare that shouts no!!! Another boy from the back called out, smirking: "Oyee, zor se marna!" The class leaned forward, waiting for the joke to play out. She's a girl... how hard she can hit ? Aarohi didn't blink. She stepped forward, lifted her hand - and thadd!! The sound echoed across the room. Louder than anyone expected. The boy flinched, his back arching with the impact. A red mark slowly spread where her hand had landed. The class went dead silent. Then - gasps. Whistles. The boys hooted. The teacher froze, half-regretting that she should have said hit lightly And him? He just watched. Surprised. Curious. Impressed. _____________________________________________________________________________________ ✨ She's thirteen - bold, sarcastic, a storm in school uniform. 🔥 He's fourteen - popular, magnetic, the backbencher everyone notices. Aarohi Abhinav Singh carries responsibility like armor, chasing a future of power. Rishant Yash Agrawal carries charm like a shield, chasing freedom through cricket. Two kids. Two worlds. One fire. And when their paths cross- neither life will stay the same. ✨ Hey loveliesss!!! Wanna know what happened next? Stick with me and let's dive into the story together 💕