The library was alive with the faint rustle of pages and the soft tapping of keyboards as students prepared for their exams. Virat sat across from Ashmit, watching her scribble down ideas for their upcoming project. Her brow furrowed in concentration, and he couldn’t help but admire the determination that radiated from her. Yet, a storm brewed inside him, fueled by the shadows of unspoken feelings and the looming presence of Meera.
“Virat, what do you think about this for our project?” Ashmit’s voice broke through his reverie, and he leaned in closer, trying to focus on her words rather than the whirlwind of emotions inside him.
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