"She's just a rival, nothing else-and never will be," he shouted. Vihaan Chopra (16) is the class topper and the heartthrob of the school. Girls admire him, teachers praise him, but he keeps his head down-his eyes only on his dream of becoming a national-level basketball player. The only problem? His mother has other plans-she wants him to be a civil officer. Vihaan is focused, disciplined... and believes he despises her. "He thinks he's smart, but to me, he's just stupid," she rolled her eyes. Navya Malhotra (16) is one of the class topper-a cheerful, witty girl who's always smiling. But behind her sunshine is a life full of shadows. With a distant father and the pressure to be the "perfect" daughter, Navya hides her true dream: to become a singer. Caught between expectations and her passion, she's fighting her own silent battle. They were supposed to be enemies. Just rivals. Nothing more. But fate doesn't always follow the rules. Join this story of banter, heartbreak, ambition, and unexpected love-where two opposites find a connection they never saw coming. ♡♡♡ Tropes: •Extrovert X Introvert •Sunshine X sunshine •Chaotic X Calm •Academic rivals •Forced proximity •Slow burn •Healed each other

𝙏𝙪𝙣𝙚 𝙠𝙮𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙖 , 𝙈𝙖𝙧 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙩 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙃𝙤 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞...... ♡ 𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙄 𝘿𝙀𝙀𝙒𝘼𝙉𝙄 ♡ Shashwat Rajvansh - An introvert, calm and ambitious guy studies in class 12th. For him "Rules are meant to be followed". He is a bookworm and topper of his class . He is prince charming of almost all girls of school but never give a glance to them . His dream is to join Indian army and for that he is studying very hard . He has no time for Love. Siya Malhotra - An exovert and chirpy girl studies in class 11th . She is always ready to break the rules and have zero interest in study . She has promised herself to not to fall in love but a sudden encounter with her senior "Shashwat Rajvansh" Changed her perspective about love when she slowly started falling for him who doesn't seem to be interested in her. The more she is getting to know him the more she is falling for him. ************************************************** "For me, Love is devotion." She said, her eyes were drawn to the resplendent Krishna idol. "Then I am devoted to you, Siya, the way you are devoted to your Krishna." He replied looking at her with an intensity akin to how a priest gazes at an idol. *************************************************** Jump inside the story to know more ❤️✨. ______________________________________________ There is no cheating, no toxicity and no love angle. It is just a simple school love story which includes Love, friendship and lots of fun that would probably take you back to your school days. ______________________________________________________

𝗬𝗘𝗛 𝗨𝗡 𝗗𝗜𝗡𝗢 𝗞𝗜 𝗕𝗔𝗔𝗧 𝗛𝗔𝗜~ Shrishti Rajvanshi was never searching for love, but her heart always carried a restlessness she couldn't name. She believed love was something written in the skies, something that arrived softly yet shook the very ground you stood on. Kartik Ahuja was her opposite. steady where she stumbled, silence where she was chaos. He never believed in destiny, yet the first time his eyes met hers, something shifted. Something eternal. Their love didn't arrive in grand gestures, but in quiet glances, lingering silences, and unspoken prayers. Amidst the laughter and noise of their families, in a house where chaos never seemed to end, their souls found each other - like they had been waiting for lifetimes. But destiny is never simple. Love tests. Love heals. Love asks for patience. This is not just a story of falling in love. It is the story of becoming love. Of two souls, Shrishti and kartik, finding home in each other's eyes. a love so pure, it feels like poetry written by the universe itself. --- She was chaos, he was calm. She searched for forever, he never believed in it. But when Kartik's restless heart met Shrishti's quiet soul- love didn't feel like a choice. It felt like destiny. ✨

#TOP 2 in India(1,7,8/8/25) #TOP 3 in india(1,6,14,15,16,17,18/8/25) #TOP 4 in India(10/8/25) DEVYANI A 18-year-old innocent girl, She loves her father more than herself and is willing to sacrifice anything for him But how will she survive the trauma when her own father sells her to the most ruthless man just to clear his debt, without even thinking twice? "A father who sees her as a curse, locking her inside the house for 18 years and telling the world she was dead. But how will she feel when she steps out for the first time-and fate takes a 360-degree turn?" RIVAN THAKUR He lives alone with his SON(Kaizan), hating everything about marriage and the family he left behind. But when he wakes up one morning to find himself HUSBAND to a frightened young girl in his family's haveli(thakur's haveli)-his world tilts. ______________________ He stepped closer, his towering frame caging me in. My breath hitched. His eyes-sharp, cold, merciless-scanned me like I was a puzzle that didn't fit. "You don't even know how to wear a bra?" he asked, his voice low, incredulous, and almost cruel. I didn't know what to say. I slowly nodded my head-no-because... I really didn't. No one ever taught me. No one cared to. I was standing there, shivering slightly, my fingers trembling, curling into the soft shawl I used to hide myself. His gaze was burning, stripping me down to my bare soul, and I couldn't meet his eyes. But his next words... or we can say actions... shocked me to the core. ----------------- Will he accept her as his wife? Will he destroy her for a decision she never made? Or will fate tie them together in ways neither imagined? 𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡ A dark, intense love story of two broken souls bound by force, fear... and destiny.

"How dare you!!!" She screamed. And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing, because the next moment, he hissed, "Congratulations. That slap is just going to make you my wife." 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | Romantic-Thriller

Saakshi Trivedi never needed luck - she needed silence, structure, and a sharpened pencil. For years she stayed near the top of the class, steady and disciplined, until "almost first" stopped satisfying her. So, she worked harder. Smarter. Longer. And one day, her name stood above Dev Rathore's on the merit list. By one mark. She didn't celebrate. She didn't even smile. She simply capped her pen and prepared for the next exam like it was the only thing that mattered. But there's one problem she refuses to acknowledge. Dev Rathore is irritatingly good-looking. The rolled-up sleeves. The lazy confidence. The unfairly sharp jawline that has no business existing during a math test. It's distracting. Completely unnecessary. She tells herself it doesn't matter. That marks matter. Rankings matter. Not the way her focus slips for half a second when he leans back in his chair. She refuses to lose - especially not because of a handsome face. Dev Rathore had always been first. It was never a question - just a fact. His name at the top felt permanent, like part of the school's infrastructure. Until Saakshi started climbing. Now every result day feels like a challenge thrown without words. She doesn't brag when she wins. Doesn't even look his way. And somehow, that annoys him more. He tells himself she's just competition. But then she turns her head slightly during class, and those devastatingly sharp, expressive eyes meet his for half a second too long. And suddenly, the chemistry formula on the board makes no sense. It irritates him - not that she's good. But that she's distracting. He studies harder now. Focuses sharper. Because losing first place is unacceptable. And losing focus because of her? Even worse.