aaraxaa
"College didn't prepare them for war.
But it gave them each other -
the enemy, the muse, the problem, the poison."
๑﹏﹏。*゚+🐚🦢🥥﹏﹏๑。*゚+
She was nineteen - loud mouth, sharper mind, the best grades in science and the worst patience for silence. He was twenty - calm when he wanted, chaos when he didn't, top of commerce but always one step away from detention.
They weren't enemies - not really. They were disasters orbiting each other. A coffee war that ruined his limited-edition hoodie. A smirk that made her blood boil. A single stupid 'I hate you' that turned into a dare to never look away.
Same college. Same professors who adore them. Same canteen table where battles are fought over stolen fries and unfinished notes.
He calls her trouble. She calls him annoying.They both secretly love it.
She dances like fire - stage queen with bells around her ankles and rebellion in her grin. He owns the court - volleyball captain, football hero, basketball god - but keeps one secret soft spot for her voice when she mocks him for missing goals.
They're too young for this much madness. Too smart to stay away. Too stubborn to admit the pull.
And somewhere between college elections, temple trips that strip him down to god-level temptation, stolen hoodies, and savage comebacks - they're about to write a love story that's not supposed to happen.
A love story that's loud. Soft. Dark. Messy.
A love story that tastes like 'fuck yous' and 'come closer.'
And you - yes, you - you'll beg to watch them fall, fight, burn, crave, and break just to fall again.
Because Adhira Khanna and Ishan Oberoi? They're the worst thing that ever happened to each other.
And the best.
๑﹏﹏。*゚+🐚🦢🥥﹏﹏๑。*゚+
"So if you're looking for a love that bites before it kisses-
buckle the fuck up".;)
𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍: 10𝚝𝚑 𝙰𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 2025
𝙴𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍: .........
Edit: this story will not be continued