BURN LIKE US

BURN LIKE US

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🔥 Burn Like Us by EchoDrafts Aarya Verma has rules, ranks, and routines. Reyan Malhotra has smirks, sarcasm, and secrets. The only thing they share? A seat in the front row-and an unmatched hatred for each other. When they're forced to partner for a final-year project, school becomes a battlefield. He challenges her logic. She breaks his ego. Every hallway interaction is a verbal warzone. But beneath the insults, something simmers. Tension sharpens. Glances linger. And what starts as rivalry begins to burn into something neither of them saw coming. But love never enters quietly. Enemies. Rivals. Partners. Lovers? If you thought academic rivalry couldn't set hearts on fire... Watch them burn.
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ISHIKA RANA has always been unapologetically bold and dangerously sarcastic-the girl who speaks her mind throws sarcasm like daggers and refuses to bow to anyone. RUDRA PRATAP SINGH is everything she isn't deciplined, admired, responsible and on his way to become the school's next headboy. He claims to hate her she insists that she can't stand him-at all. But when their friends catch feeling for one another fate pushes Ishika and Rudra into the unluckiest role : partners-in-crime. Plotting their friends together. What begins as reluctant teamwork quickly turns into late-night plans, secret glances, and arguments that feel far too personal. He claims to hate her, she swears she can't stand him-but the more time they spend scheming, the more the line between hate and something far more dangerous begins to blur. Because sometimes, while you're busy helping others fall in love, you stumble straight into it yourself. He calls her wildcat. she calls him walking human migrane. Enemies? or something more? "Hate. Banter. Chaos. Love." ________________________________________

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