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Aairah Singhania and Vedant Verma grew up in the same house but came from entirely different worlds.
Aairah belonged to a wealthy family. She is loud, bold, and bubbly; somehow she always ended up creating trouble for herself and for others. Vedant is completely opposite -quiet, responsible, already carrying more weight on his shoulders than any 10 old should. Their fathers are friends from college. After losing his mother to cancer and watching his father fall into debt, they moved into the Singhania home, where his father worked as Aairah's father's assistant. He knows everything about them and adores Vedant.
She was the total opposite of him, a certified troublemaker. Teacher's headache. A fulltime drama queen with a long list of school complaints.
Somehow... they became best friends anyway.
She talks endlessly. He listens with patience. He pulled her out of trouble.
She dragged herself right back in.
He was her cure. She was his chaos.
They grew up together, went to the same school until Class 12, and shared secrets, fights, latenight rooftop talks... and the stupid little teenage crushes that neither of them had the guts to say out loud. By the time their friendship was no longer just friendship. There were stolen glances, unexplained jealousy, and warmth that felt like something more... Aairah found comfort in teasing him. Vedant found peace in her presence.