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Ongoing, First published Jun 30, 2025
Mature
Some stories begin with love at first sight.
This one began with a shove on the playground and a pair of furious, tear-filled eyes.

Ryaan Malhotra and Khushi Mehra had been a part of each other's lives long before either truly understood what it meant to love or hate. As children, their worlds were inseparably linked-neighbors whose parents were the closest of friends, families that celebrated every festival together, hearts that grew up side by side.

Yet for all the closeness, Ryaan and Khushi seemed to have mastered only one thing: how to drive each other utterly mad. Where she was sunshine and calm, he was storm and steel. Where she offered softness, he returned with cutting sarcasm. Their love-hate dance was legendary, a source of endless amusement-and occasional worry-for their families.

But beneath every sharp remark, beneath every glare exchanged across dinner tables or rolled eyes during family gatherings, lay a bond neither truly understood. Because for all his coldness, Ryaan was always the first to appear by Khushi's side when the world dared to trouble her. And for all her protests and stubborn defiance, Khushi's heart never quite managed to stop racing when those dark, unreadable eyes found hers.

This was not the gentle unfolding of a love story.
This was a tangle of old grudges, unspoken longings, and hearts that had been intertwined since childhood-whether they liked it or not.

Will they ever realize their love?
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