Description
Yash sits three seats away. And yet, he's dangerously close to living rent-free in her mind. Nidhii's life was sorted: study, chai, eye-roll at couples in her class, repeat. Until he walked in-quiet, unreadable, and with eyes that speak fluent "I notice you but I won't say it." Their conversations? Non-existent. Their chemistry? Off the charts. He waits for her to move instead of asking. He glances just to see if she's glancing. And when his friends tease him with her name? He doesn't deny it. This is not a story of grand gestures. This is a story of subtle shifts-of a look held one second too long, of a pen rolling at just the right moment, of hearts syncing without words. As friends gossip, exams stress, and silent glances grow louder than confessions-Nidhii's left wondering: Is she the only one feeling this spark? Or has Yash been living this slow-burn love story all along... just three seats away?
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