𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒

"𝑲𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒊 𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒊 𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒉𝒊
𝑶 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒂"

Sharvith Desai-the school's golden boy, 12th grader. Smart, disciplined, and always a step ahead. The class topper, the chess prodigy, the one who never loses focus. The son of the English teacher, expectations cling to him like a second skin. Everyone sees the brilliance, the perfection. No one sees the quiet loneliness, the late-night sacrifices, the weight of always having to be the best. Until her.

Raahi Sharma-the ghar ki chhoti beti, 10th grader, the unnoticed one. Not the brightest in class, not the rule-breaker either. Just somewhere in between. An average student, a silent observer, a girl who understands more than she lets on. She doesn't demand attention, but when she speaks, her words leave a mark. She dreams, she sings, but mostly she just wants to be understood.

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⋆˙⟡ She sings. He plays the guitar.
⋆˙⟡ She dreams. He overthinks.
⋆˙⟡ She hides behind laughter. He hides behind perfection.

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𓍯𓂃 He fell first. Hard.
𓍼 In the way he held onto the dreams she whispered once, as if they were etched into his very soul.
𓍼 In the way he turned her fleeting wishes into silent vows, weaving them into the fabric of his own ambitions.
𓍼 In the way he stood at the crossroads of her destiny, clearing the path ahead knowing she might never turn back to see who made the journey easier.

But will she ever notice the boy who loves her in quiet devotion?
Or will he remain just a lingering melody, playing softly in the background of her favorite song?

𓍯𓂃 Step into their world to find out.