When Durgesh Nandini Mahajan walks into Class 11, she plans to keep her head down, mind her business, and survive commerce without drama. What she doesn't plan for is Mritunjay Shekawat- quiet, infuriating, and impossible to ignore. Between forced group projects, accidental conversations, class gossip, and friends who ship a little too hard, irritation slowly turns into familiarity.... and familiarity into something dangerously close to feelings. And suddenly, high school feels a lot less simple.

TAEHYUNG As I stepped inside the room, I couldn't help but glance at the familiar figure which stood out from any other. I saw her hazel eyes darting between the pages of a book she was holding onto. Just for a moment, I could see those eyes shine with a glint. Startling me, she stared straight into my eyes. The more I stared into those eyes, the more I grew with tension. AERA I was looking at the book lifelessly, tears fell and dried , but nothing changed I felt alone but this is what I wanted in the first place. Hopelessness was surrounding me just like sea surrounds a rock, i looked up hopless just to find him looking at me, we kept looking at each other He kept looking at me, maybe with sympathy, because I thought I am such a creature which can only be sympathysised . We kept looking at each other , the a deafening silence surrounding us . We were manacled in our positions with an invisible force