Oldschoolromance Stories

[✨love that blooms in silence - 1✨] ✷｡.🎀.｡✷ Silence that carries a weight of LOVE..... ✷｡.🎀.｡✷ ✨ Some stories begin long before without realising, when memories are built, lost and wait until they're found again. This story is a whole combination of how love finds its way in different ways, sometimes in quietness, sometimes in chaos and sometimes blooms with time. A story where someone's burden on shoulder felt lighter when a head rest on them. When fate place them together to continue their story. Stories that unfolds in noise and Spark ✨ ✷｡.🎀.｡✷ TROPES:- ☞ Old school love ☞ Childhood sweethearts ☞ Multi-couple ☞ Admirer ☞ Rom-com ☞ Slow-burn ☞ Obsession ☞ Highschool love ✷｡.🎀.｡✷ Be a part of the journey! 🦋 🎀

A story where hearts are connected in unexpected ways, yet every connection carries its own silence, secrets, and emotions. In a world of 12th-grade students, dreams, ambitions, and hidden feelings collide. Some love in silence, some deny what they feel, and some never realize how deeply someone belongs to them. Between friendships, unspoken crushes, and complicated relationships, every character carries a different story of love-pure, confused, one-sided, and hidden. As life moves forward, emotions get stronger, distances grow, and hearts begin to change in ways no one expected. Because sometimes... love is not said, it is felt. 💔✨ Author: crimsonscecrets

The saying that difficult roads lead to beautiful paths is often seen as an universal truth, with the belief that all scars will eventually heal with time. However, for some individuals, this sentiment proves to be nothing more than a cruel lie. Meet Ruhani Bansal, a girl devoid from all the happiness in the world. Wanting to escape her troubled past and scattering present, She stumbles upon her former school crush who appears to have changed drastically in the past 10 years. Their unexpected union in a marriage of convenience unveils a mysterious destiny awaiting them. Meet Ashish Kashyep, a single father of an infant boy, who is haunted by his past and burdened by his present responsibilities. When he reunites with a former classmate, he is taken back to his lively days. Little does he know, he will soon find himself in a marriage of convenience with this girl from his past. In the midst of carrying their individual burdens, the question arises whether this marriage will bring solace and joy in their life or will darkness continue to overshadow their lives indefinitely. Can they overcome their burdens or will they be consumed by their own horrors, ultimately destroying each other in the process? Read Whispers of Our Heart to find out. SNEAK PEAK: ---------------------- "Even after knowing you could never be mine, I loved you. I have loved you even when I didn't know what love was. I loved you in the silence, I loved you in the crowd. You are like the moonlight to my dark night", Ruhani spoke breathlessly as her eyes glint with tears. Ashish came closer cupping her cheek with his right hand as his thumb caressed her cheeks. "I never realized how much I needed you until I found you again." -------------------------------- Started: 30 June, 2025 Ended: Status: Ongoing Editing: When story ends

𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐁𝐲 : 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫_𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞 ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ 𝐀𝐚𝐝𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 - 𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 "Introvert, Cold, Rude, Heartless this is what people call her.she is a mystery,a mystery which is hard to solve. A puzzle, they try to solve but no one ever Succeed" 𝐀𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐯𝐚 -𝐛𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲 "He reflects same behaviour as Aadya's but he is not someone who is hiding something is behaviour has nothing to do with his personal life he is straight forward person, he does whatever he please when he has decided to do something he would do it by hook or by crook" 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 .・。.・゜✭・ 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 {𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬} 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 × 𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 × 𝐀𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐏𝐨𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫× 𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐞 × 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐦-𝐜𝐨𝐦 𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝙈𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙆𝙤𝙞 𝘼𝙞𝙨𝙖 𝙂𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙂𝙖𝙪𝙣 𝙆𝙞 𝘼𝙖𝙧𝙯𝙤 𝙅𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙤𝙤𝙣.. 𝘼𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙏𝙪𝙢 𝙆𝙖𝙝𝙤 ♡ --- "Some first love doesn't end-they just wait..." 💌 𝑯 𝒓 𝒊 𝒅 𝒚 𝒂 𖹭 𝑲 𝒓 𝒊 𝒔 𝒉 𝒂 𝒗 𝘏𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴."𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘮 𝘐 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥. 𝘈 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥, "𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘏𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘺" (My heart) 𝘈 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘳. "𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘔𝘺 𝘏𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘺𝘢'𝘴 𝘏𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘺" 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥, 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. "𝘈𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯?" 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬. (And me?) "𝘈𝘢𝘱 𝘦𝘴 𝘏𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘬𝘪 𝘥𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘪" (you're the heartbeat of my heart) 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝑫𝒊𝒙𝒊𝒕 𝒋𝒊, 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 <𝟑 --- 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬~ Overall trope - College Romance (except Akshaj and Vanya), Multi-couple. Hridya x Krishav (main lead) - Old-School Romance, Slow-Burn, Friends to Lovers, Shared past. Yug x Risha - Enemies to Lovers, He fell first and harder. Jaanki x Raghav - Childhood sweethearts, friends to lovers. Akshaj x Vanya - IPS officer x Doctor, Grumpy x sunshine.

(⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。🌷💓𝙟𝙖𝙖𝙣𝙚 𝙠𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙞 𝙩𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙝 𝙣𝙖 𝙟𝙖𝙖𝙣𝙪 𝙮𝙚𝙝 𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙟𝙖𝙝𝙖 𝙟𝙖𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙝 𝙠𝙖𝙧𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙝 𝙬𝙖𝙝𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖 𝙝𝙞 𝙯𝙞𝙠𝙧 .. school romance soft romance.. __ " tumhe pyaar ka ehsaas kab hua?.. she asked holding his edge of sleeve.. " jald batauga ishqi... he softly whispered __ YUDHVEER RATHORE yudhveer Rathore studying in 12 std being the headboy of the school maintaining the school discipline and maintain the high profile of school.. being the topper of school chasing his goal ... he thinks love is a worst distraction ever from your goal... what will happen when a chaos distraction cross his way... __ Anamika Thakur Anamika Thakur studying in 11 std being the bubbly gurl with full of chaotic Happy in her life and extrovert likes to do new experiences and adventure.. she thinks love is only made in fiction and fairytale... in reality love is harsh...

♡ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦-𝐂𝐨𝐦 His heart skipped a beat when she stepped closer and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. His ears instantly turned crimson. "Did you like it, babygirl?" His heart raced at her words. He lowered his gaze, nervously biting his lip as he struggled to find an answer. A mischievous smirk slowly curved her lips. She gently held his chin and lifted his face, her touch soft yet firm. "Speak, sweetheart" she whispered, her voice carrying a playful hint of authority. He finally met her gaze, his fingers fidgeting nervously. "Ye...yes." The barely audible response made her chuckle. "Awwww my babygirl is getting all shy-shy" she teased. His cheeks grew even warmer as he immediately hid his face behind his palms, completely defeated by his own shyness. And she? She simply smiled, secretly loving every second of it. ☆-⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆ "Love? She's my devotion, and I'm devoted to her." - Akshit Malhotra "Lust? I won't even touch him for the rest of my life if he refuses" - Shivika Sah Jab ishq ibadat ban jaye, tab mann mandir ban jaata hai aur pyaar amar ho jaata hai. A sweet love story of Akshit and Shivika-where love isn't merely a feeling, but a devotion. Where two hearts slowly discover that sometimes, the purest form of love is simply choosing each other, every single day.!! ☆-⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆-⁠☆ ★ 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 ★ •Extrovert x Introvert •Age gap •Slow burn •Bold fl x Shy ml •Calm x Chaotic •Elder Daughter x Single Child •Sunshine x Sunflower •Yearner x Oblivious • Old School x Pinterest Romance • He fell first and Hardest • Happy

✧ 𝐉𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐕𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐢 𝐤𝐢 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐨, 𝐖𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐢 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐩𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐤𝐚 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐨. 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐯-𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢 𝐬𝐚 𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐡 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐞, 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐣𝐞𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐬𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞. 𝐑𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐚-𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐦 𝐣𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐖𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐮𝐣𝐡 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐢𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢. 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐣𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐛 𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢.✧ ･ﾟﾟ･*:༅｡.｡༅:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　✿✼:*ﾟ:༅｡.:༅｡.｡

"Sometimes we don't want to live a life but someone come in life and give a million of reason to live a life like there is no tomorrow" - Mahir Ammen "We don't know that there is tomorrow or not so instant of waste our present time we should live like there is no tomorrow" - Shabnam Avnery

At Serenvale Integrated University, where every corner holds a story waiting to be felt, something soft and unexpected begins to bloom. Shivaksh Oberoi, the football captain, careful on the field yet chaos in every other aspect of life. Ishaanvi Mahajan, the new girl, lost in her books, choosing solitude over the noise of people. Two worlds, completely different. Two hearts, quietly unprepared. He was the comfort she never asked for, and she was the peace he never knew he needed. In a place where a grumpy girl meets a sunshine boy, where aggression collides with calm, their paths cross in the most ordinary moments, shared banters, fleeting glances, and unspoken emotions. And somewhere between those little moments... something beautiful begins to bloom, a promise that might just last forever. 💫

Nobody talks about the way love actually begins. Not the dramatic kind. The quiet kind. They were just six teenagers trying to survive school, board exams, embarrassing crushes, and each other. Somewhere between shared tiffins, endless laughter, late-night calls, and promises they swore they'd keep forever, they found something they never expected. Friendship & Love. And a version of themselves they'd never get back. A story they'll spend the rest of their lives trying to forget or remember. Iktara - before they knew what love was, they were already living it.✨❤️

𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙆𝙞 𝙇𝙖𝙩𝙩 𝙈𝙤𝙝𝙚.... 𝘼𝙚𝙨𝙞 𝙇𝙖𝙜𝙞 𝙃𝙤𝙜𝙮𝙞... ♡𝙈𝘼𝙄 𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙒𝘼𝘼𝙍𝙄♡ ******************** Those eyes. Dark, intense, and impossibly deep, fixed on me in a way that made my breath catch. There was no anger in them, no mockery, just a strange calm that pulled me in without warning. I couldn't explain why my heart started pounding so loudly or why looking away felt impossible. In that moment, it felt like the world had shifted slightly off its axis, leaving me shaken in a way I wasn't ready to understand. ~ Anvi Malhotra✨ ________________________________________________ This peacock feather... it reminds me of Krishna and Radha, the kind of love that people don't just feel, but worship. A love so pure that it became divine. I know nothing in this world can ever match what they shared. Maybe no human love ever can. But what I feel is honest, and it comes from the deepest part of my heart. It may not be perfect, but it is real. So, with your permission, can you please make me yours? Can you please do me the honour of calling me yours?" ~ Avighna Rawal🦚 ________________________________________________ Dive into the story to know more ❤️✨. No cheating. No toxicity. No love triangles. Just a simple school love story filled with love, friendship, laughter, and moments that might bring back memories of your school days. 29/4/26 - [No. 1 on top 10 indian stories] 2/7/26 - [No. 7 on top 10 indian stories] ________________________________________________ © 2025 by PranishaXwriters. All rights reserved.

What if the stranger sitting beside you on a train wasn't really a stranger? What if one forgotten diary could change two people's lives? Welcome to The Stranger I Already Knew. Yug × Navya Some meetings are coincidences. Some are meant to happen. Happy reading! ♡

Aadya was standing in the balcony looking at the setting sun Her eyes were filled with tears hands still l due to the overwhelming emotions Shivaansh came and stood behind her. "I am sorry" he said not sparing her a glance. "Nahi, Aap kyun Sorry bol rahe hai ye to hona hi tha" she said wiping her tears "Meri zindagi me kabhi kuch humesha ke liye kaha hi thi bas iss baar maine ye umeed paal li thi ki this will remain forever, us will remain forever together" Her voice choked with emotions. She turned towards Shivaansh and said with trembling voice "Can I...Can I hug you for the last time?" Shivaansh froze in his place not replying to her question Aadya threw her trembling figure on him her shoulder shook from crying and in her broken voice she said "Please keh dijiye ki ye sab ek majaak hai mai aapse koi sawaal nahi puchungi koi kuch nahi bolega aapko bas ek baar aap keh dijiye, Shiv " Shivaansh still remained silent his face devoid of emotions while Aadya just made her grip tighter on him sobbing silently as if he might vanish the moment she will loose her grip on him "Mujhe rok lijiye please, Mujhe rok lijiye"she again said looking at him Her teary mesmerizing brown eyes again met with his calm black ones her eyes mirroring her pain , begging him to just stop her for once Her grip loosening on him as if letting him go she took a step back wiped her tears and said"I am sorry for hugging you without your permission, Shivaansh" while saying this she turned her face away from him (Started in 9 July 2026)

𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐀𝐀𝐌 𝐊𝐀 𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐐; where yearning meets destiny. "Har dil mein ek aisa ishq hota hai, jo sirf ek naam se pehchaana jaata hai." → In every heart, there's a love that answers only to one name. Every pair reflects one face of Ishq from purity to chaos, laughter to pain, distance to destiny. And all threads tie back to that one truth: "Kisi ke naam ka ishq likha ho toh, usse mitaana mumkin nahi." ☾ ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆ - - - ✦ - - - mere naam ka ishq - - - ✦ - - - ☾ ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆ Viddhi voice came softly, as if it had been fighting for years to find its way out. "Tumhe pata hai, maine kab samjha ki mujhe tumse pyaar hai?" Vansh froze. The world quieted, no voices, no wind just the echo of her words and his heartbeat stumbling inside his chest. His voice was quiet, careful. "Kab?" She smiled, faintly, like confessing a wound that never healed. "Jab kisi aur ne mera naam liya... aur mujhe laga, woh hak kisi aur ka ho hi nahi sakta." ☾ ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆ - - - ✦ - - - mere naam ka ishq - - - ✦ - - - ☾ ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆ They say first love is unforgettable, not because it lasts forever but because a part of you never leaves it. Viddhi never went looking for love. She found it in stolen glances across crowded hallways, in conversations that meant nothing and everything, in festivals, in rain that lingered a little longer, and in the quiet moments that never asked to be remembered... yet refused to be forgotten. Somewhere between friendship and fate, between laughter and longing, between prayers whispered to the divine and feelings left unspoken, two hearts begin writing a story neither of them is brave enough to confess. Because not every love arrives with a promise. Some arrive like devotion. Some names are spoken. And some become a prayer. This is not a story about falling in love. This is a story about slowly becoming someone's home.

Yukti & Shaurya My eyes narrowed. "You're not that distracting." His smirk was brief. "Then why are you still in my arms?" I pushed gently against his chest. He let go-but slowly, like he wasn't quite finished making his point. . She stepped into his world with a purpose. He ruled with honor, unaware of the secret mission she came with into his life. . A stolen past. A growing bond. A collision neither of them planned. One wrong move could set everything ablaze. But in a game of guarded hearts and silent battles, some temptations are impossible to resist. . What brought her close was a hidden truth. What kept her there... was him. . Step into Kashmkash-and discover a story where love and secrets walk the same tightrope. Their journey begins here...

Meera recently lost her mother the only family she had and has now come to live with her best friend Ayesha at her house. My family has accept with open arms except one member Akshat. They both got off on the wrong foot. No one has irritated her was much as him. And no one has caught the attention of Akshat as much as her. But as they get to know each other they realise they have both more in common than they thought Will they both realise their true feelings before it's too late?

A strict and disciplined Major, shaped entirely by duty and rules, has no space in his life for emotions or attachments-until a confident, optimistic doctor enters his world and slowly challenges everything he believes in. As their paths keep crossing, he begins to question the walls he built around himself and wonders if there is truly a place for affection in a life devoted only to duty. 𝖠 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗍𝗈𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝑯𝒐𝒑𝒆-𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗂𝗉𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝑶𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒎, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆.

NOT MEANT FOR LOVE ✨ A story stitched with silence, soft laughter, broken hearts, and the kind of love that was never meant to bloom... yet did. ✨ __________________________________________________ Divya Saniya Arora - She is the kind of girl who carried silence like poetry. A quiet second-year BBA student, she lived in her own lonely little world, hiding untold pain behind calm eyes and a smile that never truly reached her heart. Vivaan Oberoi - He is the kind of boy who carried sunshine in his smile and chaos in his laughter. A carefree first-year BBA student with an ordinary academic life but an extraordinary heart, he had a habit of bringing colour into dull worlds and turning into a memory people never forgot. ************************************ "Main tumse pyaar kyun nahi kar sakta?!" he asked, his voice shaking with frustration. She gave a faint smile, but her eyes were full of pain "Kyuki... main pyaar ke liye bani hi nahi hoon... loving me only brings pain." "I don't care about pain! Main tumse pyaar karta hoon... and I always will!" he said, his eyes shining with emotions too heavy for words. She paused for a moment, then turned her face away "Pyaar... yeh sabd mere liye bas ek khwaab hai, haqeeqat nhi." ************************************ Step into their world to uncover the story hidden behind the silence... __________________________________________________ There is no cheating, no toxicity, no dramatic betrayals. Just a soft, heart-touching story woven with love, friendship, laughter, healing, and the kind of painful moments that quietly take you back to your own little delusional world. __________________________________________________

They were never meant to fall for each other... but fate clearly had other plans. They say your biggest rival pushes you to be your best. But what if he's also the one person you can't outrun? Ishika Kapoor's only goal this year is simple: top her class, stay away from distractions, and definitely avoid a certain someone from her past. But fate has other plans. A sudden change. A familiar face in the wrong classroom. And a rivalry that was supposed to end in 10th grade... reignited with a single glance. He shouldn't be here. She shouldn't care. But somehow, she does. And when secrets begin to slip between sarcastic jabs and stolen glances, Ishika finds herself questioning everything - including the boy she once swore she hated. What brought him back into her life? Why does he seem different? And most of all... what happens when enemies stop feeling like enemies? One seat. One year. One story you'll have to read to uncover the truth behind Falling for My Nemesis. Welcome to a high school romance where hate turns into heartbeats-and your nemesis might just be your destiny.