Mymahathi Stories

She was chaos in a skirt. I was the calm everyone feared. I ruled the backbench like a throne. Boys kept their mouths shut. Girls whispered my name like a dare. Then she walked in-Tara. Loud, nosy, and annoyingly glittery. She had no fear. No filter. No idea who she was messing with. She sat beside me like she owned the spot. Stole my pens. Mocked my math. Got under my skin. And worst of all? She made me feel. In a world where I was supposed to be the coldest girl alive- She turned me into poetry. They said two girls can't fall in love. I say, watch us. A story of obsessions, bench-sharing, forbidden poems, and a love that refused to be silenced. This is not your average school romance. This is war-with feelings.