DIL DHADKAN AUR TUM

DIL DHADKAN AUR TUM

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Mishika had never heard his name before she saw him. Arjun Singh Grewal Not because he wasn't known - but because people like him didn't belong to her world. The rising face of the RYS Party. A youth leader everyone talked about but few truly understood. The boy who didn't study in her college, yet somehow his presence carried weight across campuses. The one whose name was enough to make people lower their voices mid-conversation. They said he walked into places like he owned them. They said rules didn't apply to him - he made them. They said getting noticed by him was either the best thing that could happen to you... or the worst. And Mishika? She didn't believe in any of it. Because she didn't care. A science student at Indian Institute of Science Education and Research Mohali, she had her life planned - lectures, labs, assignments, and a quiet path toward something stable. She had left her hometown behind with one simple goal: focus on herself, build a future, and stay away from unnecessary chaos. Politics, power, influential people - none of it interested her. She preferred staying invisible. And she was doing a pretty good job at it. Until the day she stood on stage, mic in hand, confidently hosting one of the biggest inter-college events... completely unaware that among the crowd, someone was watching her a little too closely. Arjun Singh had seen many faces before. Confident ones. Loud ones. People trying too hard to be noticed. But there was something different about her. Maybe it was the way she spoke without fear. Or the way she didn't look around for validation. Or maybe... the fact that she didn't even know he existed. And for the first time in a long time- Arjun Singh noticed someone first. And that's where the story begins. Tropes: Four-year age gap College politics × academic girl Different worlds He noticed her first She doesn't know him Slow burn
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