Schoolera Stories

Kya hi bolu I can't describe her in words

This story is Abt student era and etc. This is my first ever work, I hope na magustuhan nyo ang story nato because this was based on my imagination. Thanks! and enjoy! Recommended by: Vejay A. Caballero

★Sanemi x giyuu★ Y'all I made this book at 11-12 years old now I'm 13 and I've realized my vocab sucked like wth💀 but anyways I GOT MY ACC BACK YIPPIEE.‼️‼️💕 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙩 𝙜𝙞𝙮𝙪𝙪 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙝 𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙞 🤭 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙞.. 😔⚠𝙎𝙢ü𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣 😔 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙜𝙞𝙮𝙪𝙪 𝙥𝙤𝙫 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬 🌊🌊🌊: 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙞 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬 💨💨💨: 𝙎𝙤 𝙮𝙪𝙝 𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙤𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 🤭⚠💦

Saakshi Trivedi never needed luck - she needed silence, structure, and a sharpened pencil. For years she stayed near the top of the class, steady and disciplined, until "almost first" stopped satisfying her. So, she worked harder. Smarter. Longer. And one day, her name stood above Dev Rathore's on the merit list. By one mark. She didn't celebrate. She didn't even smile. She simply capped her pen and prepared for the next exam like it was the only thing that mattered. But there's one problem she refuses to acknowledge. Dev Rathore is irritatingly good-looking. The rolled-up sleeves. The lazy confidence. The unfairly sharp jawline that has no business existing during a math test. It's distracting. Completely unnecessary. She tells herself it doesn't matter. That marks matter. Rankings matter. Not the way her focus slips for half a second when he leans back in his chair. She refuses to lose - especially not because of a handsome face. Dev Rathore had always been first. It was never a question - just a fact. His name at the top felt permanent, like part of the school's infrastructure. Until Saakshi started climbing. Now every result day feels like a challenge thrown without words. She doesn't brag when she wins. Doesn't even look his way. And somehow, that annoys him more. He tells himself she's just competition. But then she turns her head slightly during class, and those devastatingly sharp, expressive eyes meet his for half a second too long. And suddenly, the chemistry formula on the board makes no sense. It irritates him - not that she's good. But that she's distracting. He studies harder now. Focuses sharper. Because losing first place is unacceptable. And losing focus because of her? Even worse.