larasoubry
Madhuri Sengupta has a problem. That certain problem happens to be a towering mass of nothing but dopey smiles, remarks that pull on her heartstrings while simultaneously urging her to throttle someone (preferably him), and most notably, a pair of startling bright eyes. The problem also goes by the name Devansh Baghel.
Too bad these days it's getting harder to determine if the violent stirring in her stomach is nausea or a rampant swarm of butterflies.
[INDIAN TEEN FIC, YA, ROMCOM]