My High School Crush
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  • Reads 6,972
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  • Parts 18
  • Time 1h 17m
Ongoing, First published Apr 15, 2024
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In Indian society people don't expect us to date and do that clingy things in our teenage days , so what will happen next...

This story will make you remember your high school days when you had secret relationship and crushes

The story is about Indian teenage love, and there are only few romantic Indian teenage love so I thought to write one 


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Vani Bhatnagar is just a normal teenage girl studying in first year of her high school she's an above average student, she try hard to score as toppers but always something less than them

And a boy named Dhruv Saxena stole all her attention and he's her senior, that encourage her to study hard to impress him 



AU version of teenagers
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