~ Tropes : • Grumpy x sunshine • She fell first and he fell harder. • Calm x chaos • Enemies to lovers ( from his side) • Love and crush both at first sight( from her side) • slow burn romance • Forced proximity • Touch her and you'll die • From "He hates no one except her" to "He hates everyone except her" • Desi Indian love story • opposite attracts In the heart of Lucknow lived Ishwika Gupta, a girl who was basically a walking disaster wrapped in expensive clothes and pretty smiles. Loud, dramatic, talkative, and forever involved in some new stupid things. Ishwika had mastered the art of turning peaceful situations into complete chaos. Her rich desi family had honestly given up trying to control her years ago. But everything starts changing when Adwait Singh shifts in Lucknow with his family. Calm, mature, composed, and someone who preferred silence over unnecessary drama, Adwait was the complete opposite of Ishwika. He hated childish behavior, loud people, and chaos. Unfortunately for him...Ishwika Gupta was all three together. From accidental fights, endless irritation, family chaos, emotional moments, teasing cousins, and slow-burning feelings hidden behind arguments , their lives slowly get tangled in ways neither of them expected. He thinks she's immature, childish and irritating. She thinks he's too handsome to ignore but too boring to pay attention. But somewhere between late-night conversations, stolen glances, protective moments, family functions, jealousy, emotional breakdowns, and countless "tum pagal ho kya " moments... He fell for her harder than she ever expected.

At twenty-two, Vaidehi Tripathi had only one dream, to become independent. While other girls her age were busy planning weddings and imagining their future husbands, Vaidehi spent her days surrounded by books, mock tests, and notebooks filled with handwritten formulas. Her goal was clear: crack the SBI Probationary Officer examination and build a life on her own terms. She didn't dream of luxury. She didn't dream of romance. She dreamed of earning her own salary, supporting her mother, and proving that a woman's identity could exist beyond someone's daughter, wife, or daughter-in-law but dreams are fragile things when they're trapped inside a toxic household. Her father, Mahesh Tripathi, believed that a girl's biggest achievement was marriage. To him, Vaidehi's ambitions were nothing more than stubbornness. "Enough of these books," he would often say. "A girl's real home is her husband's house." She fought for years. She begged for one chance just one chance to appear for the exam and build her future but her father had already made his decision. Without asking for her opinion, he fixed her marriage to Hriday Chaudhary. And despite her protests, despite her tears, despite every dream she had carefully nurtured for years, she became Mrs. Vaidehi Chaudhary. On the wedding night, sitting alone in a room decorated with flowers, wearing jewelry that felt heavier than chains, Vaidehi stared at her SBI preparation books hidden inside her suitcase. The books were the only piece of her old life she had managed to bring with her. A silent reminder that somewhere beneath the bridal attire and forced smiles still lived the girl who refused to give up. The girl who had promised herself that one day she would become an SBI PO, no matter what stood in her way not even Hriday Chaudhary What Vaidehi didn't know was that Hriday Chaudhary was carrying secrets of his own. And their marriage, born out of compulsion, was about to change both of their lives forever.