Back To Where It Began

6.Your Sketch, My Code

Author pov

The next day, same college, same corridors, but Avni's mood was slightly better.

That little 'bookshelf accident' had turned into a full-blown campus gossip topic. Some were even calling it "Love at First Fall." And some are burning with anger and jealousy.

Avni ignored them all. Today, she just wanted peace. After attending her lectures, She found a quiet corner in the library, settled down with her sketchbook, and began sketching. Her pencil glided across the page, bringing back the half-finished drawing she'd started yesterday.

It was Dev.
(obviously who else, can mess with Avni's mind)

His eyes, his expression when he was helping her pick up the fallen books. Everything was still fresh in her mind.

"I had to freeze that moment," she thought to herself.

Just then

"Nice jawline. Maybe sharpen it a little more. I don't look this handsome in real life anyway."

Her pencil slipped from her hand.

"D-Dev?" she stared up, stunned.

He was right there, arms folded, leaning slightly against the edge of the table, wearing that signature teasing smile.

"You seems really interested in sketching. But why me?"

Avni immediately shut her sketchbook, her face turning red.

"W-well... it was just for practice," she mumbled.

" for Practice, it means I'm your favorite subject." Dev smirked

" No it's not like that." Avni said

"Really? Nice try, So you practice by watching me?" he said with a raised brow, trying to control his laugh.

She looked up at him, partly annoyed, and embarrassed.

" I- I mean..,"

His smile softened a little. " That's Okie , You're really good at it, Miss. Fresher."

There was a pause.

That was the first time he said Miss. Fresher. softly. Genuinely.

Before she could reply, he added casually, "Let's make a deal. I'll be your sketch model. You sketch me, and after every sketch, coffee's on me."

Avni narrowed her eyes, suspicious. "And what if I don't like coffee?"

He winked. "Then chai will do."

"What if I never draw a sketch of you again."

He smirked. "Let's see."

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At st. Xavier's college

Niharika & Reyansh

The auditorium was buzzing with tech energy. Laptop screens flickered, fingers flew across keyboards, and the sound of ideas filled the air.

Niharika was already annoyed. And when she found out she was paired with him, Reyansh Khanna, her patience dropped another level.

"You again?" she said, rolling her eyes.

Reyansh didn't even look up from his laptop. "I had a feeling this project couldn't be completed as you are with me."

"Very funny. I'm not a coder, okay? I'm only here for UI and editing," Niharika muttered, flipping open her laptop.

"Good. I don't do drama. I do code," Reyansh replied with a half-smirk.

Just within two minutes, they were already getting on each other's nerves.

"Why is this button black? It ruins the contrast," she complained.

"Because black is elegant. Unlike your colour choices, which look like a Holi explosion," he shot back.

Niharika's eyes widened. "At least I don't hide in hoodies all day. What do you know about style?"

"And you're the drama queen. Just give you a camera and mic, and you'll start a TED Talk."

But then, as they kept working, something unexpected happened.

They started syncing.

The UI started to look clean. The flow was smooth. Coding and editing slowly began to blend.

And for a brief second , Niharika noticed how Reyansh's fingers danced on the keyboard when he was focused. His lips curved slightly when his code ran without bugs.

And Reyansh noticed too, when Niharika was proud of her designs, her eyes sparkled.

Maybe, just maybe.., this project wouldn't be that boring after all.

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