YOU BY FATE

YOU BY FATE

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There is this girl named Avni Sharma studying in 9th standard.She is full of life,love and chaos. Being an elder daughter of her family she is responsible,full of ambitions yet bubbly in nature.She is dedicated to her studies and is a topper in her class. But somehow life became so harsh with her when she lost her father and then faced betrayal by her own best friend and family. But destiny has some other plans for her when she gets to know this boy of her class with a different section named Anirudh Singh. He is passionate, disciplined and tough. However he is a backbencher but good in studies and is a gentleman by heart. She eventually fell in love with him. Now see what happens next in their story.........
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♡ [ Update Schedule ] ♡ Monday • Wednesday • Saturday • Sunday ♡♡♡♡♡ Welcome to our classroom, also known as the "Battlefield of Boys vs Girls." Here's the rule: Girls sit on one side. Boys sit on the other. No talking, no smiling, no "accidental eye contact," because apparently if you say hi to a boy, boom-congratulations, you're "in love." So yeah, silence keeps the drama away. At least it did- until he walked in. The transfer student. The same boy who used to bully me in 1st and 3rd grade, steal my crayons, and call me "Loud speaker." Now he's back, sitting across the room, smirking like karma personally invited him. Of course, I'm not the type to stay quiet. So now it's prank vs prank, insult vs insult, and chaos vs me trying not to throw a chair. But somewhere between all the roasting and revenge... things got weirdly romantic. I swear I don't like him. (It's just that his stupid smile keeps showing up in my brain uninvited.) So yeah-this class has rules. And we're about to break every single one of them... for love.

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