ChappalSeMaarKhaunga
𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚 is the kind of guy parents warn you about.
Smoke clinging to his clothes like it's part of him.
Beer in his hand like it actually means something.
He doesn't believe in love.
Not because it's rare...
but because it was never meant for him.
"Pyaar mere liye bana hi nahi hai... aur honestly, mujhe chahiye bhi nahi."
He's messed up. He knows it.
And he's stopped pretending otherwise.
Fights don't scare him.
Loneliness doesn't either.
Because he's lived with both long enough to call them home.
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𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐭𝐢 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 looks like she has it all together.
Dark ocean eyes that don't reveal much.
A sharp nose, soft pink lips, shoulder-length hair framing a face that knows exactly how to hide.
And that unibrow she never fixes?
Yeah, that's intentional. She doesn't change for anyone.
She's bold. Confident. A little intimidating.
A baddie, as people like to call her.
But that's just what she shows.
"Log rukte nahi... isliye maine expect karna hi chhod diya."
She doesn't give up.
Not on her dreams.
Not on people.
But she's learning to.
Because every time she gets attached...
they leave.
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They're both good at pretending.
Good at studies.
Good at acting like they don't care.
But underneath?
Two people who feel too much...
and trust too little.
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He wasn't looking for love.
She wasn't expecting it to stay.
But somehow-
they find each other.
Not as saviors.
Not as perfect fixes.
But as two broken souls
who understand the silence in each other.
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Because maybe love isn't about being whole.
Maybe it's about finding someone
who sees the mess...
and stays anyway.
𝑬𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓
𝑳𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒙 𝒀𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒓
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"Main tere saath rehne layak nahi hoon..."
"Phir bhi... main jaa nahi rahi."
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And somewhere between almost giving up
and learning how to hol