Just Friends...?

Nishi Sharma:
"I walk into rooms like I own the chaos."

She's loud without meaning to be, clumsy without apology, and somehow always two seconds away from trouble. Class 9A is her playground, and rules? Just funny suggestions.

Veer Malhotra:
"I don't raise my voice. I raise eyebrows."

He's the silent storm in 9E. Brilliant, sarcastic, untouchable. He doesn't want friends. He doesn't need drama. But fate doesn't ask.

They don't sit together.
They don't talk much.
They're not each other's type.
And yet... the school bus has other plans.

From shared rides to awkward fights,
from "Who even are you?" to "Okay, but only you get it,"
this isn't a love story.
It's a becoming story.

Theirs is a bond that builds slowly - through sarcastic jabs, silent support, and the kind of moments that don't seem important... until they are.

Veer:
_"She talks too much."
Nishi:
"He thinks too much."

But somehow, somewhere in the middle of fights, detentions, and broken pencils...

They become each other's favorite person.

Because not all friendships are loud.
Some are written between the lines.
And some... might be something more.