A Habit Called Clara

A Habit Called Clara

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Romance
He ruled by power and routine - until one clumsy, nerdy girl became the habit he could never break. Alexander Vance lived by strict rules: no distractions, no attachments, no unnecessary kindness. As the cold, untouchable CEO of Vance Corporation, his life was a perfectly controlled routine - until a small, unexpected moment changed everything. Every morning, at the same café, he silently watched a girl who was all chaos and kindness - Clara Monroe, a clumsy office girl with oversized glasses and an even bigger heart. She was a passing stranger. A tiny part of his day. A habit he never meant to form. But when she suddenly vanished, Alexander felt a crack in the armor he thought was unbreakable. And when fate placed her directly into his world again - messy, nerdy, real - he realized his mornings weren't the only thing she'd unknowingly stolen. Sometimes the strongest routines are broken not by storms - but by the gentlest presence.
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The jerk's eyes widened in disbelief. "Don't tell me she's our classmate." My eyes mirrored his shock. "Wait, what? He's our classmate?" I asked, my voice laced with disbelief. Aleena nodded. "Yes, he's Avyaan Parekh." I couldn't believe it. "Well, well, well," Avyaan said, a smug smile spreading across his face. "Looks like we're going to be seeing a lot more of each other, NI-TI-KA" I rolled my eyes, my mind racing with witty comebacks. But before I could respond, Aleena intervened. "Okay, let's not make a scene here. We have classes to attend" I nodded, grateful for the rescue. As we walked away, I couldn't help but steal a glance at Avyaan. He was still smirking, his eyes gleaming with amusement. I made a sign with my hand, like I was going to punch him, and raised an eyebrow in a threatening gesture. Avyaan just smiled lazily and twisted his finger near his forehead, like he was screwing an invisible light bulb. The universal sign for "you're crazy".

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