Balancing Sheets and Hearts

Balancing Sheets and Hearts

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Veer had always believed numbers were safer than people. Equations didn't judge, balance sheets never laughed when he stammered, and silence was easier than speaking up. In a crowded CA coaching class, he was just another backbencher-quiet, invisible, and perfectly fine with it. Until Kiara sat three rows ahead. Ambivert. Bright. The kind of girl who could make friends over a single chai break, yet often disappeared into her own thoughts when no one was watching. She was everything Veer wasn't-confident, effortless, alive. Their worlds were never meant to cross. But when study sessions turned into late-night conversations, and shared calculators became shared secrets, Veer realized that maybe life wasn't just about balancing accounts. Maybe it was about balancing hearts. And in the quiet corners of ledgers and libraries, a shy boy and a not-so-simple girl might just learn that love doesn't need to be loud to be real.
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Cold Eyes

Her world had never been soft. She'd learned too quickly that people could love you one day and rip the ground out from under you the next. So she built herself out of armor: cool smirks, careless words, the lie that she didn't care. She convinced everyone around her that she was untouchable, that she didn't need anyone to stay. That way, if they left, it wouldn't matter. But the truth was, she longed for the chaos. She trusted it more than stability, because at least chaos was honest. At least when something was toxic, when it was tension-filled and dangerous, you knew exactly where you stood- you knew it could hurt you. What unsettled her more was the idea of something pure, something kind, because that was where betrayal liked to hide. He's cold. She's reckless. And somewhere between jealousy, secrets, and a Halloween Party that changes everything Athena learns that sometimes the scariest thing isn't being hated. It's being wanted. *** Writing for my bestfriend!

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