He offered help, she rolled her eyes-and fate rolled its sleeves.
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"Excuse me," I said, looking up. "That's my table."
The guy didn't even glance properly. "Yeah, it's crowded. I just need this plug point for five minutes."
"Five minutes become fifty," I muttered.
He looked at me then-sharp eyes, expression unreadable. "I didn't realize you had a timer for strangers."
"Only the ones who don't ask before hijacking a seat."
He gave a dry half-smile. "You own this café?"
"No," I said sweetly, "Just basic manners."
For a second, we stared at each other-that awkward, slightly annoying tension where neither wants to back down.
Finally, he sighed, unplugged his charger, and stood up.
"Happy now?"
"Ecstatic."
He walked away without another word, leaving behind the faint smell of coffee and arrogance.
I rolled my eyes, muttering, "Some people really think the world's their extension cord."
And that would've been it; just a random, annoying stranger.
Except he was not!
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.