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Isha Kim Ara Joshi thought switching schools would be hard- she didn't expect it to feel like stepping into a storm. Her seat is next to Rudra Dev Pant Bharadwaj- calm, composed, impossible to read. He moves through the room with a quiet authority, and every glance he casts feels heavier than words. He isn't friendly. He doesn't need to be. He simply exists in a way that makes her pulse quicken, as if the space around him bends to his presence alone. No one here wants her. She can feel it in the way eyes flick away, in the quiet tension humming through the room. And yet, she doesn't back down. One thing is certain: Section B has never met anyone like her- and everything here is about to change. Because Section B was never just a classroom. It was a collision of unfinished emotions, cultural silence, family pressure, and teenagers trying to survive the versions of themselves the world kept forcing onto them. Some came from loud cities. Others from quiet Pahadi homes where emotions hid behind discipline, tradition, and tired smiles. Garhwali and Kumauni roots existed beside modern chaos-temple bells beside phone screens, family expectations beside personal dreams. Behind every joke, every argument, every act of rebellion, there was always something deeper waiting to be understood. And in a place where nobody truly fit anywhere else, the misfits of Section B slowly became mirrors of each other's pain, anger, loneliness, and healing.

Ira Malhotra had color-coded notes, perfect attendance, and exactly three goals in life: survive Class 11 science, maintain discipline, and stay away from unnecessary distractions. Vivaan Arora was unfortunately all three. Between chaotic backbenchers, class tests, school rumors, sports tournaments, unfinished assignments, and emotions nobody was ready to name, Class 11-B was less of a classroom and more of a beautifully managed disaster. And somewhere between arguments, attendance sheets, sarcasm, and stolen moments that meant nothing... until they suddenly did, two completely opposite people started becoming part of each other's everyday life. The problem? Some stories don't begin with like we think They begin with irritation. 🌧️

Two souls. One invisible thread. They meet as strangers, clash like enemies, and pretend they don't care yet destiny has other plans. Every argument hides concern, every silence screams love, and every goodbye pulls them closer. Through misunderstandings, ego, and timing that's never right, they keep finding their way back to each other. Because some connections aren't chosen... they're meant. No matter how far they drift, their hearts know the truth they belong to each other...🤌🎀

✨🕊️ Every evening, Ruhi stood in her balcony with a cup of coffee and thoughts she never really shared with anyone. And every day, Aarish chose the same road... slowing down his bicycle just enough to look at her for a few extra seconds. The first time he saw her, something shifted. Maybe it was the way she looked lost in her own world. Maybe it was the quiet sadness behind her smile. Or maybe Aarish was doomed from the very beginning. 😭✨ Both were JEE aspirants - surviving on caffeine, academic pressure, and unstable sleep schedules. But while everyone else struggled to understand physics, Aarish was the kind of guy who explained concepts better than actual teachers. Calm voice. Endless patience. Smart without showing off. The type of person who made difficult things feel easy. Ruhi, meanwhile, was sarcastic, emotionally complicated, and one minor inconvenience away from imagining herself in a full Bollywood heartbreak montage. Between test series, late-night doubts, shared notes, silent support, and conversations that somehow lasted longer than intended... they slowly became each other's comfort place. No dramatic confessions. No instant love story. Just soft moments, stolen glances, hidden feelings, and a boy who fell first the moment he saw her. ✦ JEE aspirant × JEE aspirant ✦ He fell first at first sight ✦ The boy who teaches better than teachers ✦ Slow burn romance ✦ Balcony × cycle trope ✦ Emotional comfort trope ✦ "Did you eat?" = love language ✦ Friends to "wait... what are we?" ✦ Filmy moments + sarcastic flirting ✦ Two exhausted students accidentally falling in love 😭 And before you all get attached and start preparing heartbreak playlists - YES. This story has a happy ending. 🕊️✨ Because after everything life puts them through... they deserve one.

Saanvi × Vihaan ~☆Sab kehte hain pyaar distraction hota hai, par koi yeh nahi batata ki kabhi-kabhi wahi pyaar wajah ban jaata hai☆~ Vihaan has always been the boy who tops every list marks, expectations, dreams. Saanvi is the girl who isn't extraordinary on paper but carries hope, effort and a quiet determination no one notices. What starts as shared notes, academic tension and stolen conversations slowly turns into something they never planned love they choose to keep to themselves. In a world that believes teenage relationships only lead to failure, Saanvi and Vihaan must walk a thin line between ambition and emotion, dreams and doubt, fear and faith. As reality begins to creep in and futures start demanding answers, will their love become the strength that pushes them forward... Or will the world prove that some dreams are too heavy for young hearts to carry??? ___________________________________________________ "Agar pyaar sach mein distraction hota,"Vihaan said, "toh log sapne dekhna hi chhod dete." ___________________________________________________ 'Tere Vaaste' is for those who believe love isn't a distraction... sometimes, it's the reason we keep going 🫶 [I don't own any of the picture; credit goes to their respective owners] #1 highschoolstory

"I didn't catch your name" I spoke loudly enough for both of them to hear and no one else. "I didn't throw it" he laughed Until he realized that the situation was a little serious. For me at least! "Jayant, Jayant Singh" he put his hand forward for a handshake I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards me so that his face was now visible under the streetlight. He was taller than me but I guess shorter than my dad. He had curly black hair, not as black as Dhruv's. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kanak when moved in with her family to a new house. She develops a good bond with her neighbour, Dhruv Mathur. But Dhruv is a mysterious person and absolutely not what he pretends to be. Is he scary or scared? There is a secret which is yet to be discovered by Kanak... *I am bad at writing descriptions

"Sahibaan, kadardaan! Taiyaar ho ek aisi kahani ke liye jisme hai dushmani ka tadka, mohabbat ka masala aur drama ka full dose! Rudra aur Tara-do theekhi mirchi, jo ek doosre ko seh nahi sakte, par ek doosre ke bina reh bhi nahi sakte. Ladai shuru hui takkar se, par anjaam? Mohabbat ya ek aur jung? Dekhna yeh hai-jo jeetega, woh pyaar karega ya dushmani nibhayega?" 🤷🏻‍♀️💌 started: 15 February ended: bhai, abhi tho party shuru hui hai!!!

'Say Something' said the Bus Conductor. Anaya ignores him. The bus Conductor glares at her when her best friend Naira says," Two tickets please" and pays the money and he goes away. Anaya is a mysterious girl. She has stepped her foot into the city of dreams and hopes to accomplish her passion,her goal. She talks to no-one except her best friend Naira and Hates all the other people around. But soon she feels that things are going out of her hands. Will her mystery be revealed? What will she do then? Read out to find what happens .

In the buzzing corridors of School, two very different worlds are about to collide. Praveen Singh - the charming, talented, and effortlessly cool heartthrob who hides his emotions behind a smile and a guitar. Anjali Rathore - the quiet, intelligent girl who believes in dreams, discipline, and staying far away from distractions... But when fate plays its part, classrooms, rooftops, and morning chaos become the stage for something unexpected - friendship, teasing, laughter... and maybe even love. A tale of two families, endless mischief, sweet sibling drama, and school life that's anything but ordinary. Because sometimes, the most unexpected stories begin with a slap, a song, and a bouquet •♡~unexpected love~♡•

Arya's life was ordinary-school, friends, secrets whispered in the hallway-until the day she found a letter on her desk. They are watching you. Don't trust anyone. Not even the ones you love. At first, she thought it was a prank. But when strange accidents begin to happen, Arya realizes the warning is real. Every smile could be fake. Every friend could be a liar. And the person she trusts most... might be the one who betrays her. In a world of secrets, lies, and hidden dangers, Arya has only one choice: Find out who wrote the letter-before it's too late. 🌙 A mystery. A betrayal. A truth that changes everything.

Ek trophy ka tootna sirf ek chhoti si galti thi... ya ek naya chapter? Navya Sahu, ek simple aur innocent ladki, jo bas apni duniya mein khush thi. Par ek din, ek galti ne uski life hila di-usne Abhinav Singh, school ke star football player, ki championship trophy tod di. Abhinav ke liye ye bas ek trophy nahi thi-it was his pride, his past, his everything. Aur ab Navya uski sabse badi problem ban chuki thi. "Tumse jitna door rahun, utna better hai." - Abhinav Singh Lekin jab takraar se takkar hoti hai, kahani sirf yahin khatam nahi hoti. Hate slowly turns into obsession, rivalry into tension, and past secrets start unfolding. Lekin jo trophy tooti thi, kya uske saath un dono ka dil bhi tootega? Ya ek chhupi dushmani, ek anokha rishta ban jayegi? Main Characters: 1. Navya Sahu - The innocent yet strong girl who accidentally broke the trophy. Now stuck as the football team's manager. 2. Abhinav Singh - The school's star football player. Arrogant, competitive, and now Navya's biggest enemy. Football Team Members: 3. Aarav Verma - Abhinav's best friend and the team's vice-captain. Usually the peacemaker. 4. Rohan Malhotra - The team's goalkeeper and the biggest gossip spreader. 5. Kabir Thakur - The prankster of the team, always teasing Navya. 6. Zayan Khan - The quiet strategist, secretly observing everything. Other School Students: 7. Riya Sharma - Navya's best friend, always supporting her. 8. Tanya Mehra - The school's popular girl, secretly crushing on Abhinav. 9. Vikram Chauhan - A senior who seems to have a hidden history with Abhinav. Teachers & Family: 10. Coach Mr. Khanna - The strict but wise football coach. 11. Mrs. Sahu - Navya's protective mother. 12. Mr. Singh - Abhinav's father, a famous ex-football player.

"Heathens like you don't deserve the taste of heaven, one passed down from the Gods themselves!" "It's just an Ice-cream sandwich, yaar. . ." Within each other's reach yet worlds apart, Jahanvi and Avyaan didn't expect to find such starkly clashing yet compatible individuals to share life with inside one neighborhood. And all of it started with a simple dessert.

☆Cover by @capellarc☆ "Nothing is more attractive than Loyalty." Aadhya Shah, a fun-loving, happy girl, is all set for making her way to her dream college. Finally, making her parents agree, she is ready to move to the hostel of a different city along with her best friend. "Strive for progress, not perfection." Aarav Patel, a carefree guy with a positive mindset, is studying in the second year of college with his two best friends. He is a guy who always looks for growth rather than the result. What will happen when Aarav's sister Ishita and her best friend come to this new city for studies? Will Aadhya adjust to the new atmosphere with her best friend? That too, when three boys are surrounding them? Join the journey of Aadhya and Aarav and grab your seats for this journey of their college days. And also to become each other's 'Significant One'. Join on this journey which would revolve around Friendship, Love, Lectures, Study Notes, Hangout, Dates, Bunks, Weekend, Photos, Social Media and Many more countless memories. ° • ☆ • ° ▫️The credit of all the media goes to Pinterest and Google. I don't own them.

Some people come into our lives like a warm breeze, soft and comforting. But sometimes, even the warmest breeze leaves a chill when it's gone. Mira never believed in love at first sight... until Shaan walked into her Bengali tuition class in 2018. What began as glances and shared smiles turned into late-night texts, whispered hopes, and heartbreaks that left echoes for years. From exam halls to hospital rooms, from soft crushes to deep betrayals-this is the story of a girl who loved quietly, fiercely, and maybe a little too long. And of a boy who never truly saw what was right in front of him.

On her first day at St. Valentine's Senior School, Aarohi Sharma receives a message from an unknown number: "You weren't supposed to survive that night." The problem? She doesn't remember any "night." After a mysterious accident erased parts of her memory, Aarohi is trying to rebuild her life. But when she's assigned Locker 309 - a locker no one has used since a student named Dev died last year - secrets begin to surface. And then there's Kabir Mehta. Quiet. Observant. Protective. He looks at her like he knows something she doesn't. In a school full of rumors, lies, and buried truths, Aarohi must uncover what really happened that night. But what if the truth isn't something she wants to remember? And what if the boy she's starting to fall for is part of the reason she forgot?

"I love maira, try to understand Mishka", He said not making eye contact with me. I feel like I lost a part of myself, my heart breaks into pieces listening to what he said. Not able to believe him, I ask again, "you've got to be kidding me? What did you just say?" And he pinned me to the wall, our faces mere inches apart from each other, he said "we can never be more than this, I don't feel anything for you, you were just a time pass" His words hurts my heart but I won't cry infront of him, I don't want him to think that he's going to win this, he used me enough. So I do what I think I should've done long ago, I slapped him across the face and ran away leaving him in his room.

They were never meant to fall for each other... but fate clearly had other plans. They say your biggest rival pushes you to be your best. But what if he's also the one person you can't outrun? Ishika Kapoor's only goal this year is simple: top her class, stay away from distractions, and definitely avoid a certain someone from her past. But fate has other plans. A sudden change. A familiar face in the wrong classroom. And a rivalry that was supposed to end in 10th grade... reignited with a single glance. He shouldn't be here. She shouldn't care. But somehow, she does. And when secrets begin to slip between sarcastic jabs and stolen glances, Ishika finds herself questioning everything - including the boy she once swore she hated. What brought him back into her life? Why does he seem different? And most of all... what happens when enemies stop feeling like enemies? One seat. One year. One story you'll have to read to uncover the truth behind Falling for My Nemesis. Welcome to a high school romance where hate turns into heartbeats-and your nemesis might just be your destiny.

He was fire. She was the calm breeze. But fate made them sit side by side... Akshra Mehra-a middle-class, modern, bold girl with clear boundaries. Rudra Rathore-a cold, arrogant playboy who never chases anyone... until her. When Akshu enters the elite Rathore Academy on scholarship, she never expects to be assigned the desk right next to Rudra-the school's most untouchable heartthrob. From tapping pens and stealing glances to silent wars and unsaid feelings, their journey begins. But what happens when cold hearts start to melt? When hate turns into obsession? And when secrets, betrayal, and past scars twist love into a storm?Add to that the tangled love stories of Akshu's besties-Eisha & Aarohi-who fall for Rudra's dangerously charming best friends... but not without heartbreak, jealousy, and possessive madness. 🌸 School life. 💔 First love. 🔥 Enemies-to-lovers drama. 💫 A ride from desks... to destinies.

Madhuri Sengupta has a problem. That certain problem happens to be a towering mass of nothing but dopey smiles, remarks that pull on her heartstrings while simultaneously urging her to throttle someone (preferably him), and most notably, a pair of startling bright eyes. The problem also goes by the name Devansh Baghel. Too bad these days it's getting harder to determine if the violent stirring in her stomach is nausea or a rampant swarm of butterflies. [INDIAN TEEN FIC, YA, ROMCOM]