Isha Singhania had always lived life on her own terms. The troublemaker in class, the one whose laugh was louder than her grades and whose heart beat faster with every boundary she crossed. Rules? She laughed in their face. But beneath the defiance, there was a girl yearning for something moresomething her structured world couldn't give her.
Professor Vihaan Tyagi was everything she wasn't: disciplined, reserved, and utterly controlled. A man who believed in structure, in order, and in following the rules. His calm demeanor hid the storm that Isha was beginning to feel.
She didn't care about grades. But when Vihaan's piercing gaze found hers across the classroom, she could feel the tension, the unspoken challenge between them. His disapproval was a flame she couldn't resist, and every glance, every reprimand, only stoked the fire higher.
"You're a distraction I can't afford, Isha." His voice was low, a dangerous promise laced within the words. But the look in his eyes said everything. Every time you roll your eyes at me, I want to kiss that look off your face.
But what she didn't know was that Vihaan had a secret-a darker side It wasn't just about her rebellion; it was about wanting to tame it and own it
"You say I'm hopeless in class," Isha shot back, "but watch me dance and tell me I'm useless again. I'm more than your grades; I'm passion wrapped in rebellion
He knew it. She knew it. And neither could escape the pull between them.
As the days passed,something changed. Every glance became loaded, every word a challenge. And when Isha dared to laugh with another manVihaan couldn't hide the jealousy that seethed within him.
"Seeing you laugh with him makes me want to pull you back and remind you who you belong with. You're playing with fire, Isha, and I'm the one who gets burned."
"never meant to fall for you," Vihaan confessed, his voice a raw whisper, "but here we are, trapped in this tangled mess of feelings. Can you blame me for wanting to break the rules?