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Blooming Hearts
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Ongoing, First published Dec 08, 2023
Impressive Rankings: 39th in #trending @22/12/2023

"𝙏𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝘽𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙮. 𝙉𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤."                                          

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"Lower your voice woman. We are in a professional place right now, let's try to act civil for some time, can we?" He spoke with a smirk which was proudly positioned on his face.

"Like them? Unfortunately no, because I can barely control my urge to land a punch on your face every time I see that stupid glare." Crossing her arms on her front, she spoke looking directly into his eyes.

"Well seems like it's really hard for you to concentrate on anything apart from my handsome face" he voiced while taking a step ahead.

"Delusional enough, are we Mr Chauhan?"

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They say to keep your friends close and your enemy closer. Awik and Kashvi are childhood classmates, known each other for years but till date never had a normal conversation where they didn't end up arguing or punching each other's face.

But what will happen when two completely different people, who loathe each other's presence will again find themselves in front of each other after so many years?

Can these so-called mature people now forget their childhood hatred and team up together for their benefit, or do they end up murdering each other again?

Or there will be feelings and emotions, other than hatred, which will mark their presence this time?
                      
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Started: 8th December, 2023
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