UNSPOKEN DESIRES ✨
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Last published Tue, Apr 1, 2025
About me: My name is Abhishek. I'm 24 years old, 5'7", fair, thin, and fit. I work as a software engineer in an MNC in Bangalore. I've been with this company for three years now.
About her: Reeya (name changed). She's 4'5" tall, dusky, thin, and effortlessly cute, with a charm that's hard to ignore. While I'm an ambivert who struggles to start conversations, she's the exact opposite-an extrovert who lights up every room she enters.
For six months after she joined as my junior, our interactions were minimal, mostly limited to exchanging "hi" and "bye" in passing. But one day, things changed.
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