𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗔𝗿𝗲 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗻𝗲[ᴍʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴʟʏ]

"𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙞 𝙗𝙖𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖 𝙯𝙞𝙠𝙧 𝙨𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙖
𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙞 𝙮𝙖𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙞 𝙛𝙞𝙠𝙧 𝙨𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙖
𝙈𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙟𝙤 𝙗𝙝𝙞 𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙪𝙢 𝙝𝙞 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙤
𝙈𝙪𝙟𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙪𝙢 𝙨𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙞 𝙖𝙥𝙣𝙞 𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙖..."

"The moment I saw you
I knew you are the one" he said
Her heart raced "huh,I.." she stuttered
He smiled .
He pulled her closer. She clutched his shirt in a tight grasp.
"Your eyes whisper the truth,That
your lips need not utter sweetheart"
Her heart fluttered,
It was as if a garden of butterflies awakened within her ,stirred by emotion.

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Aahya Chowdary
Sixteen and soft-spoken, Aahya is your typical Telugu ammai-quiet, kind, and always lost in a book. An introvert by nature, she blends into crowds, a shadow in the background, observing more than she speaks.

But beneath her gentle demeanor is a girl shaped by hurt. Some incidents left her anxious, wary, always second-guessing. She's innocent, yes-but not naive.

She dreams of being confident, bold, unafraid. And though fear still clings to her steps, she's walking forward-slowly, surely.

Rudraksh Oberoi
18 years old. Cold, calm, and serious - the kind of presence that makes people lower their voices. He smirks more than he smiles, always calculating, always composed.

With an IQ of 150, he's an expert at almost everything he touches - arts, science, tech, sports. He doesn't brag. He doesn't chase applause.

Rudraksh dreams big - not for fame, bu