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Haroon Sikander saw those hazel eyes once-and after that, no other gaze could ever compare. But when her face appeared before him, the radiant spark in his own brown eyes dimmed into shadows of conflicted emotions.
It was her-the one he dreaded running into between classes, the one he forced himself to avoid in the cafeteria, the one he deliberately chose a seat miles away from in every lecture. His fiercest rival, a presence in every corner of his school days-Ayesha Aurangzeb Khan