Need for Friends
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school. A beautiful place some might accept it while some won't. It's a place where every first experience takes place. First friendship, first couch, 1st Love 1st Cry, etc. it is even a place for people to make new bonds, such people came to scl. Arul, Mirthu Nila, Meera. all had & same problem but in different ways
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ððððð ððð
ðĻððððððð ð ððð ððð ððððð ðŦððððð ðð ððððð ððððððð ððð ðððð ðððð ðð ðēðð ððð ððð ðððð ððððð ðēðððð ððð ððððð ððð ðŧð ðððð ððððððð ððððð ððð âļŧ This isn't a love story, it is a feeling that made two people grow through smiles, heartaches, emotions to emerge as not in love but as one
Eyes Are the Cupid
Their eyes are enough to make the chaos of the world musical. ðŽððð ðĻðð ðŧðð ðŠðððð ð°ðð ððð ,,, A fun Indian High school story of teenagers which may make you remember your old days. ~When a boy who never fall in love, fells ~Enemies to Lovers ~Friends and friends like cousins ~Rom-com
Hatefully Yours
[ððĄðð§ ðð°ðĻ ððĒððððŦðð§ð ðĐððŦðŽðĻð§ððĨðĒððĒððŽ ððĨððŽðĄ- ðŽðĐððŦðĪ ððĨðĒððŽ.] Some stories don't begin with love. They begin with unfinished sentences, unasked questions, and feelings that were never brave enough to speak. "The girl with orange flavoured dreams"- Aria Ahuja is a chaos wrapped in soft smiles- a girl with chubby cheeks, sharp comebacks, and a habit of feeling too much, too deeply. She laughs easily, hides carefully, and carries a past she never talks about. "The walking DO NOT DISTURB sign"- Riaan Mehrotra is everything she shouldn't look back at- emotionally guarded, sarcastic, and dangerously unreadable. He doesn't care about people easily, doesn't trust quickly, and hates losing control the most. They collide again in a space filled with tension, banter, and things better left unsaid. What starts as irritation feels personal. What feels personal begins to ache. And what aches refuses to stay buried. Because some connections don't fade with time-they wait. And when they return, they don't come quietly. They come hatefully.
Tum mile ( when faith brings you together)
tumse.. ye junoon he ya ghumaan .. aise mujhe tum mile ..tum mile...ð jaise koi din khile , din khile ð
ðððĨðĨðð âððĄðĄððððĪðĪ
It's a story of a boy. Who was just in his high school. But his life was not normal like others. Soon He got transferred in his father's friend's school. He met a girl who made his life better than before. âĄLittle happinessâĄ.ãŧãããŧ áī sáīáīĘĘ áīŌ áīÉī ÉŠÉīáīáīáīáīĘáīáīáī Ęáīáī áī Ya! it's just like it's seems to be .Complete
⥠ðģðļðŧ ðģðīðīðð°ð―ð° âĄ
ï―Ąâ ââ âŋâ ââ ï―Ą A high school romance. Ë"*°âĒ ~ðð ððĒðĨ ðððð°ðð§ð ðððð°ðð§ðððð ðĄððĒ ðēð ððĒðĨ~ âĒ°*"Ë Some hearts burn. Some hearts heal. And some? They fight the world and each other just to love. Six souls. One city. A rollercoaster of dreams, heartbreaks, healing, and vengeance. Between badminton courts and battlefields, tuition tales and trauma, revenge and redemption-this is not just a story. It's a rebellion in disguise. It's love laced with rage. It's family-built, broken, and built again. Get ready for awkward moments and all those weird tuition sessions that will have you laughing, cringing, and maybe even rooting for these two chaotic souls to finally admit they like each others. _._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._.
ðððĐð§ððĢðð ððĻððĶ : ðððŦððĢ ðĻðĐððððĻ ðĪð ðĄðĪðŦð
ðšððððððð ð°ððð ððððððð ððð ðð ð ððððððððððð ððððððð ððððððð ððð ððððð ðððððð ðð ðððð. ðŽððð ððððð ððððð ðð ðððð ðððððððððð ðððððððððð ðððððð ð ððððð ððððððð ðð ððððððð, ð ððððð, ððð ððð ð ððð ððððððððððð ðððð ððððð ððð ððððð. ðððð ððð ððððððððð ððððð ðð ðĻððððððððð (ðŊððð) ðð ððð ððððððððð ð ððððððð ðð ðūðððððð (ð°ðððð ðð), ððððð ððððð ððððððð ððð ðððð ðððððððððððð ðð ððððð ðððððððð. ðððð ððð ðððð ðð ð°ðððððððððð (ðžðð), ððððððð ððð ð ððð ððððð ðð ðĻðððð ðð, ððððð ððð ðððððð ðð ðŧððð ðģððð (ðīððððððð), ððð ðððððððð ððð ðððððððððð ðð ðķðððððððð (ðąððððð), ððððððððððð ðð ððð ðððððððð ððððððððððð
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āķāķķ āķā·āķŦā· āķā·āķĐāķ āķā·āķšā·āķą āķļā·āķŦā·āķāķā· āķļāķ§ āķ ā·ā·ā·... āķļā· ā·ā·āķļā· āķīā·ā·ā·ā·ā·ā·ā·āķąā· ā·āķā· āķāķķāķ§ āķāķŊāķŧā·āķšā· ... āķīā·āķąā· āķ āķŧā·ā·āķąā·āķā· ā·ā·āķŧā· āķāķąā·āķŊ.... āķāķš āķāķŧāķļā· āķāķŊāķŧāķšāķā· āķŊā·āķąā·āķą āķāķīā· āķļāķā· ā·ā·āķļā·... āķļāķā· āķŊā·āķīā·āķīāķā· ā·ā·āķāķ§ āķļā· āķŊā·ā·āķ―ā· āķŊāķŧā· āķāķąā·āķą āķķā· āķŧāķā·āķāķŧāķąā· ... āķāķķ āķļā·āķŦā·āķāķā·... āķāķāķąā· āķāķāķā· āķąā·ā·ā·āķšā· ..āķļ ā·āķ― āķāķŧāķąā·āķą āķķā·āķŧā·... āķļāķļ āķļā· āķāķŧāķąā·āķąā· ā·ā·āķŧā·āķŊā·āķŊāķā· āķŊ āķļāķąā·āķŊā· āķ āķšā·āķā· āķąā·āķā· ā·ā·āķāķāķ§ āķāķŊāķŧā· āķāķŧāķ―ā· āķļāķā· ā·ā·āķļā·.... āķ ā·ā·ā· āķąā·āķļā·āķąāķŊ āķāķļāķā·..... 2024/09/09 2024/..........Complete
ā·āķā·āķŧā· | Cherry Blossom
"āķāķķ āķ āķŊ āķāķļā·āķļā·ā· ā· ā·ā·āķŦā·āķ§, ā·ā·āķ§ āķāķķā· āķąāķļ āķā·ā·ā·āķŧā·ā·āķąā· ā·ā·āķ§ā·āķą 'āķāķāķĒā·āķąā·āķšāķŧā·' āķā·āķ―ā·āķ― āķāķķāķ§ āķāķļā·āķļā·ā· ā· āķąā·āķā· ā·ā·āķšā·.." āķā·āķ§ā·āķŧā· āķāķ ā·āķŧā·āķ§ āķā·āķšāķąā· ā·ā·āķĐā· ā·ā·āķ―ā· āķāķąā·āķą āķšā·ā·āķŧā· āķŊā·ā·ā· āķķāķ―āķąā· āķā·āķšāķīā· āķļāķļ āķāķšā·āķā· āķ―ā·āķīā· āķāķ āķŊā·ā·ā· āķķāķ―ā· āķāķā·āķā·. "āķā·ā·āķŧā·āķļā·āķŦā·āķšā· āķąā·āķđ āķā·āķąā· āķīā·āķļā·āķķāķŧā·āķš āķā·āķā·āķąāķŊ āķā·āķšā·, āķļā· āķā·ā· ā·ā·āķ§ ā·ā·āķąā·ā·ā·āķŦā· āķā·ā·, āķā·āķļ āķāķąā·āķāķĐ āķšā·āķšā· āķā·āķšā·!!" "āķā·āķšā·āķąā·āķąā· āķąā·āķā·ā· ā·āķŧā·āķąā· āķšāķąā·āķą.." āķšā·ā·āķŧā·āķā· āķŧāķā· ā·ā·āķ―ā· āķā·āķšā·āķą āķā·ā· āķŊā·ā·ā· āķķāķ―āķąā· āķļāķąā· āķā·ā·ā·ā· āķļ āķšā·ā·āķŧā· āķąā·āķąā·āķĐā·āķšāķ§ ā·ā·āķąā· ā·ā·āķą ā·āķŊā·āķŊā· āķā·ā·āķ―ā· āķļāķļ āķā·ā·āķķā·āķļāķā· āķā·ā·ā·āķ―ā· āķšā·ā·āķŧā· āķŊā·ā·ā· āķķā·āķ―ā·ā·ā· āķāķšā· āķ ā·āķąā·āķą. "āķŧā·āķŊā·āķļā·â āķīā·āķŧā·āķļāķŊā·āķļā·āķąā·â āķķāķ―āķšā· āķā·ā·, āķļā·āķŧā·āķą āķāķīāķŊā·āķą āķŧā· āķŊā·ā·ā·.." āķŊā·āķąā· āķšā·ā·āķŧā·āķā· āķāķā·āķ āķāķā· āķāķŧāķ―ā· ā·ā·āķĐāķā· āķąā·āķā· āķąā·ā·ā· āķāķā· ā·ā·āķīā·ā·ā· āķāķ āķŊā·āķ―ā· āķļāķļ āķļā·āķšā·ā·ā·āķā· āķŧā·āķļā· āķāķā·āķąā· āķāķąā·āķą āķā·āķā·, āķāķā·āķīāķŧāķšāķā· āķšāķąā·āķąāķā· āķāķ―ā·āķąā· āķā· ā·āķšāķ§ āķ āķĐā·āķš āķā·āķšāķīā· āķļāķļ āķā·ā·ā·āķŧā·āķ§ ā·ā·ā·ā·āķā· ā·ā·āķąā·āķą āķā·āķšā· āķāķā· āķāķā·āķ āķļ āķļāķā· āķķāķšā·ā·ā·āķīā· āķāķ ā·āķŧā·āķšā·āķąā· āķāķŊāķ§ āķ āķāķā· āķāķŊ ā·ā·āķŊā·āķŊā·. "ā·ā·-ā·ā·āķŧā·.." 'History repeat it self in the worst way.'
āķŊā·(āķā·ā·)
āķ āķĐā·āķļ āķāķšā· āķŊāķąā·āķąā·āķŊ āķā·ā·ā· āķāķāķā· āķā·āķšāķąā·āķąā· āķļā·āķāķā·āķŊ āķā·āķšāķ―ā·, āķāķ ā·ā·āķā·āķļāķā·, āķāķ āķīā·ā·ā·āķā·āķŧā· āķā·ā·ā·āķļāķā·. āķā·āķ―ā· āķā·āķšāķ―ā· āķąāķ―āķ―āķ§āķļ āķā·ā·ā· āķāķŧāķąā·āķąā· āķ―ā·āķ· ā·ā·āķā·āķąāķļ āķāķšā· āķŊāķąā·āķąā· āķāķ.Complete
ðĻððððððð ðððð ððð ððððð ðŦððððð ðð ððððð ððððððð ððð ðððð ðððð ðð ðēðð ððð ððð ðððð ððððð ðēðððð ððð ððððð ððð ðŧð ðððð ððððððð ððððð ððð âļŧ This isn't a love story, it is a feeling that made two people grow through smiles, heartaches, emotions to emerge as not in love but as one
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