aydmirer
insia was supposed to be revising physics.
instead, she found a stranger's phone in a london café.
the owner keeps cancelling when she tries to return it. then somehow they start texting. then arguing. then exchanging voice notes at 1 a.m. and discussing things that should probably stay inside people's heads.
he's sarcastic, annoyingly calm, and far too interested in her ongoing crisis involving physics, academic decline, and a boy called veer (also known as abhishek sharma for legal reasons).
she thinks he's strange.
he thinks she's difficult.
neither of them expect it to become routine.
or important.
or something worth missing.
there's only one problem:
insia has no idea who she's talking to.
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"you panic often?"
"only recreationally."