☁️ Anjaane hi tere naino ne, waade kiye kayi saare🌷☁️ ✨Some love stories don't start with a confession. They start with stolen glances, unspoken words, and the fear of ruining everything.✨ In the lively corridors of St. Mary's High School, where teenage hearts race between stolen glances and unsent texts, a group of students navigates the chaos of friendships, crushes, and the bittersweet journey of growing up. At the center of it all is Samiksha Maheshwari a hopeless romantic with a dramatic mind and a heart that beats a little too fast whenever she's around Abeer Rajvansh. He is the boy who makes silence feel loud-the one with the kind of presence that lingers even when he's gone. She's spent years crafting words about him, only to realize that maybe he's been paying attention all along. Abeer, intelligent and unreadable, holds onto a note that was never meant to reach him. A note that describes him perfectly. And now, as their paths keep colliding, he begins to wonder if Samiksha's words were meant for him-or if they were meant about him. Around them, friendships are just as complicated. Aarohi Rajvansh, Samiksha's best friend and Abeer's sharp-tongued sister, refuses to believe in love but finds herself in an accidental slow-burn with Vidyut Maheshwari, the boy who has loved her in ways even he doesn't understand yet. Meanwhile, Ekansh Rajvansh and Avya Maheshwari are caught in their own quiet love story, one where words aren't needed-just the soft exchange of flowers and knowing smiles. Between free-period rants, stolen glances in the hallway, text messages that say too much and too little at the same time-this is a story of almosts, of maybes, and of that one always that changes everything. It's a story of almosts, of maybes, and of always. _____________________ Its a slow burn romance 💌✨ if you want it you can read it 💕🛐