Introverxextrovert Stories

What happens when Shiv meets Parvati again but in the form of Yuvaan and Ishani She was an Introvert. He was an extrovert. She painted in silence. He loves to sing in chaos. She dances with grace. He runs in fire. Her hands were paint streaked. His were bloody Ishani Maheshwari-His eyes held a trishul that awakened a part of me i never knew existed. Yuvaan Singhania- Her eyes held a peace that could calm my tandav. Let's see what happens when rhythm meets roar.

"He's my boyfriend," I blurt out in a rush, my heart racing. For a second, I genuinely consider evaporating from existence. "Him?" Ryan raises a brow. "Yeah. My boyfriend doesn't really like someone being that close to me," I mutter, breaking eye contact before I combust on the spot. And then-of course-Alex walks up. Because the universe loves chaos. And me? I'm rethinking every life choice that led to this moment. HE HOLDS MY WAIST. MY. FREAKING. WAIST. Breathe, Maddy. It's Alex Zyn, not a Greek god. Not a Greek god. "You heard that, Vister?" Alex says, his tone sharp enough to slice air. "Do I need to repeat myself?" "N-no, Mr. Zyn," Ryan stammers, looking like he might actually wet his pants. "Good," Alex says coolly, then turns to me.as Ryan leave,"Now you've got some explaining to do. And by 'some,' I mean a lot." "You clearly saw how awkward I looked, Zyn," I snap, trying to mask the heat crawling up my neck. "Besides, it's not my fault you decided to appear out of nowhere!"...