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The new academic year began with fresh notebooks, crisp uniforms, and an air of excitement. Sambhavi, however, was running late—just like old times. As she stepped into the familiar classroom, her eyes instantly searched for one face.
And there he was.39Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqYjRUZcayS
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Abhi, sitting in his usual spot, looking the same yet somehow different. Without thinking, her feet carried her towards him. After all, they had sat together for an entire year in Class 4—why would this year be any different?
But before she could even place her bag down, Abhi looked up and asked, with a hint of teasing,39Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeZDrzjLi2W
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"What? Do you want to sit with me again?"
The words caught her off guard. Her cheeks flushed pink, and in a nervous attempt to hide her feelings, she quickly replied,39Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPSxvi061sE
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"No! Why would I want to sit with you? I was just wondering if the teacher would scold or not, nothing else."
Abhi smiled faintly and shrugged.39Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdRHDMcG8HH
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"Go and sit anywhere. Our class teacher has been changed, so no need to worry."
And just like that, a tiny piece of her heart broke. She quietly walked away, the sound of her footsteps drowned by the chatter of the class.
The new class teacher entered, and lessons began. But for Sambhavi, the day had already lost its shine. She found herself stealing glances at Abhi from across the room—just to reassure herself that he was still there.
Days passed. Weeks blurred into one another. Their conversations faded until they were almost strangers who only shared silent memories. Sambhavi’s admiration for him didn’t fade—it simply shifted into something more distant, something more aching.
Then one afternoon, a murmur began to spread through the corridors.39Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4j3FMbZAMv
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" Abhi is in a relationship with Subhi…"39Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhGMqWh3yEA
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The news traveled like wildfire, reaching even the farthest corners of the school. Sambhavi felt her stomach tighten, her heartbeat loud in her ears.
It felt unreal. The boy she quietly loved, the one she thought she’d always have a connection with, now belonged to someone else. She didn’t know whether to scream, cry, or laugh at her own foolishness.
She went home that day in silence. In the safety of her bathroom, away from the world’s gaze, she let the tears fall freely. The sobs shook her, yet she pressed her hand to her mouth so no one would hear.
When the crying stopped, she sat there, staring at the tiles, her heart feeling heavier than ever before. She whispered to herself, almost like a promise—39Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN6x5QX43JB
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"It’s his life. He can like whoever he wants… but I’ll keep loving him from afar."
And so began a quiet chapter in her life—one where love was no longer about shared moments, but about watching from a distance and carrying unspoken feelings in the corners of her heart.
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and then Add to home screen.