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"πΎππ πππ πππππ πππππππππ ππ πππππ, ππ πππ πππππ πππππππππ πππ πππππ. π¬ππ ππππππππ ππππ ππππ ππππππ ππ ππππ πππππ"
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"Don't you have manners?"
I paused mid-step, confused. "Wh - what?" I managed to whisper, not looking at him.
He stepped closer, now standing directly in front of me. His voice didn't raise, but it held the weight of quiet authority. "Is that how you behave when a senior is standing in front of you?"
I blinked. My grip on the book tightened. I couldn't even meet his eyes.
"I - I didn't..." I fumbled, but no words formed.
He tilted his head slightly. "Did you forget the rule? You're supposed to greet your seniors"
I swallowed hard. His presence was overwhelming. My mind felt blank, my tongue frozen.
"You forgot, right?" he repeated, this time a little slower like he was testing me.
I glanced up just for a second and said, in a voice barely audible, "I'm sorry sir. Good morning."
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Kaya Rao - sweet, spiritual, and strong beyond her years. A quiet fighter chasing her tech dreams, yet finding peace only in music.
Hridayansh Mehra - rich, spoiled, and untouchable. A heartthrob with anger for armor and music burning as his secret dream.
Two opposites.
Senior and junior.
She, the quiet storm.
He, the reckless fire.
And when storm meets fire, it won't just be about music anymore-
it will be about obsession, surrender, and a love too dangerous to resist.