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Nithya.
Nithya, Her laughter was louder than the college bell, her presence brighter than the campus lights during fest season. Final-year management student, and the magnetic RJ "Nikki" on Radio Best FM - Nithya lived for the thrill of the mic, the magic of storytelling, and the high of connecting with people through her voice.
But behind the glamour of her voice and her ever-smiling face was a quiet ache. For the last two years, her heart beat a little faster for one man - Deva.
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Rudra Devan.
Final-year MBA student. Known to most as Deva, he walked the campus like a storm cloud - brooding, quiet, focused. Where others chased love and flings, Deva stayed away.
What no one knew - and what had to stay that way - was that Rudra Devan was the heir to RD Institutions. The future Chairperson. But for now, the Board kept his identity tightly under wraps, giving him the freedom to complete his studies like any other student.
He preferred it that way. Love? Drama? Attachments? Not his thing.
Dive into the story of Deva and Nithya..
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