(I know this is for description. But I'm writing disclaimer here.) Hello? Check. Check. I'm writing this disclaimer explaining how the story would proceed.. So, First of all, I'm completely noob in writing stories 🙂 Simple. Straight to the point. I'm still a young writer so, those who would be hating on me just because of age MUST NOT READ THIS BOOK! 😍🔪 I believe that everyone have their own talent at young age too and i don't judge teen learning- cuz I'm a teen myself! And c'mon, guyz. We are gen z- we are supposed to learn starting from young age! If there's any mistake in the story then i hereby apologize for it. Please point it out and tell me in comments. Also, There would be bunch of memes- I'm definitely brain-rotted! Though, Ofcourse many people irl talk using slangs and memes nowadays, no? So, it shouldn't be a problem... And I'm writing this story just for our fun and our....LACK OF MAN IRL And by "our" I mean me and my bestfriends irl. Yes, this story is based on real life except romance... Ofcourse, i already said "lack of man" All of the characters except the male leads and the characters connected to them like their parents and siblings are based on real people. The female leads are real too (except Kyra)... I hope you don't end up hating them 😞🙏🏻 If you don't prefer slow burn then sowwyyy~~ Cuz this would be well- written slow burn. Let's be real here- Do we confess to a newly made crush? Maybe yes, but mostly no! Atleast, I don't. This story would be relatable and definitely not like those fairy tale where God play the destiny game. The characters will speak exactly how we speak irl-a mix of English, Hindi, and pure brain rot. If you don't understand a slang, just ask in the comments! Thank you. Umaah. Ara ᯓ★

♪ Aarvika Sutariya had just graduated from college when she decided to surprise her childhood best friend, Iraya, on her birthday. Planning to stay in her hometown for a month, she never expected life to change so beautifully. Amid familiar streets and new memories, she met Anirvin Jamwal. What started as a chance meeting slowly turned into something special as two hearts found their way to each other.♪

✨ Uski Zara ✨ She is brilliant, disciplined, untouchable. He is calm, confident, almost untouchable. They have history-one that left scars neither of them can forget. When fate brings them together again, the past refuses to stay buried. What happens when pride clashes with desire, when old wounds meet new challenges, and when the line between rivalry and something more blurs? In a world of ambition, power, and secrets, one question remains: Can hearts that once broke each other ever learn to beat together? She thought she left the past behind. He thought it was already over. But some histories refuse to stay buried. When ambition, pride, and unspoken truths collide, who will survive... and who will fall? Enemies. Rivals. Or something neither of them expected... They were never friends, never lovers... Yet every glance, every word, carries the weight of what they left unsaid. Now fate has brought them back together. Will hearts that once broke each other learn to trust again-or break even harder? She is sharp, untouchable, unstoppable. He is calm, composed, flawless. Two forces destined to clash... A chance meeting. A forced partnership. Old wounds. New rules. When power, pride, and passion intersect, nothing is as simple as it seems... One choice could change everything. But sometimes, the greatest rivalries are fought in silence, and the quietest battles leavethe deepest scars. Join me in the story of Zara Abir and Aayan Siddiqui And discover what fate has planned for them. (Ideas Inspired by my Inkshade)

𝐖𝐨𝐡 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐲𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐥 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐞 𝐀𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚 𝐍𝐚 𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐤𝐚 𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐚𝐳-𝐞-𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐔𝐧𝐩𝐞 𝐰𝐨 𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐤𝐚... Some stories begin quietly, in the spaces between words, in the silence that speaks louder than any conversation. Some connections linger long after the world moves on - unfinished, unspoken, yet impossible to forget. Time may stretch, distance may grow, but certain hearts remain tethered, waiting for the moment they can finally meet again. Some stories don't end. They wait - patient, inevitable, quietly persistent - until the right moment, until the right hearts collide once more.

Allahabad, 1992. When Saraswati Vidya Mandir finally merges its boys' and girls' branches, two people who can barely stand each other find themselves sharing the same classrooms, labs, and hallways. Shritika Goyal is a Class 12 topper with big dreams, a sharp tongue, and a lot to prove. Trinay Israni is the school's biggest troublemaker, living with his grandparents while his parents work in Mumbai. They argue. They compete. They annoy each other every chance they get. But somewhere between the fights, stolen glances, and unforgettable school memories, something begins to change. Is it just another rivalry, or the start of a love they'll never forget? ⤷seawrts