An-EXIT
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'You're afraid of the things, You never thought you ever would be!' Ahaana Jaiswal, a girl buried in the layers of her suffocating past memories, chooses a profession which she never desired. Gadgets and robots, a bachelor's degree in Electrical and Communication Engineering moved her to Mumbai from Delhi to pursue for her college. As life played an unexpected card and commenced a beginning of a new chapter, she met an unwanted encounter with Mitansh Arora, a popular yet withdrawn guy. Will 'An-EXIT' a software developed by Mitansh, help her iron out her dark memories? Will she take a step further to confront her secret? Will Mitansh become her blessing in disguise? To find out the answers, let's take a look into their lives- into Ahaana and Mitansh's lives. . . . Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains topics like, depression and anxiety. -May affect sensitive minds!- #HighestRanking- 2nd- #Software- 23.09.21
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"Some groups weren't meant to last. But some stories weren't meant to end." College gave us memories. We turned them into a home. A group of strangers - loud, messy, inseparable. We shared assignments, heartbreaks, hostel rooms... and secrets. But somewhere between promises of "forever" and the pressure of growing up, we broke. Not just the group - us. One fight. One betrayal. One night that changed everything. Now, years later, we're back. Same people, same laughter, same vibe - just buried under layers of silence, awkward glances, and the mess we never cleaned up. A wedding brings us together. But closure? That won't come easy. Because buried feelings don't stay buried when the dhol starts playing and your ex-best friend catches your eye again. 💔 Friendships will be tested. 🕊 Truths will unfold. ❤️🔥 And some hearts might fall... all over again.

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