If Found, Return My Scrunchie

If Found, Return My Scrunchie

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Fiction
Romance
Enemies to Lovers
Romantic Comedy
Highschool
Myra Agrawal and Kabir Mittal are not friends. Friends do not argue over semicolons in computer labs loudly enough to get thrown out of class. Friends do not insult each other like it's a competitive sport and friends definitely do not steal each other's scrunchies after final exams and wear them around school like trophies. So no they are not friends. They are just two people who keep finding each other in crowded hallways, back row of assemblies, library corners and late-night conversations that somehow become important before either of them notices but somewhere between the sarcasm, the bickering, the almost-smiles and the quiet ways Kabir learns to care for her Myra begins to realize something terrifying: Maybe the opposite of love was never hate. Maybe it was denial.
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