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Prologue

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*Anvi's Pov*

They say when you fall in love, you don't even notice time passing. I guess I fell a long time ago, but only now did it hit me, really hit me. A whole month just... disappeared. Blink, and it was gone. And I still remember the first time I saw them.

Those eyes. Dark hazel, stormy, like they held a sky I couldn't understand. They didn't just look at me, they pulled me in, like I was suddenly part of something bigger, something I wasn't ready for.

Shadow brown eyes. Intense, like a storm about to break, but soft, like they could hurt you or heal you at the same time. They looked at me like they could see right through me, like they knew all the parts I tried to hide. And somehow... it didn't scare me. It made my chest ache in the best way.

I couldn't look away. My heart was thudding so loud it felt like the only thing that mattered. The world shrank down to just us, just those eyes. They were confusing, magnetic, frustrating, everything I didn't know I needed.

It wasn't just curiosity. It was something I couldn't name, something that felt like it had been waiting for me forever.

And in that moment, I realized, I wasn't just lost in their eyes. I was lost in them. Completely. And I had no idea how to find my way back.

From that day on, my mornings changed. My day doesn't really start with sunlight, or my phone buzzing, or even the smell of chai.

It starts with a name. Just one name. A whisper that stays in my head, soft but impossible to ignore. Something I can't touch, can't hold, can't keep close no matter how much I want to.

And that name...

It's always Avighna.

"Anvi...Anvi!!"

Yes it's always Avighna and Anvi together!!!

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Story background :-

When Anvi transferred to her new school in eighth grade, she never imagined that one small collision in the corridor would change the way her heart understood feelings forever.

She literally bumped into a ninth-grade boy named Avighna.

It lasted only a secondโ€ฆ but somehow, that second stayed with her.

There was something about himโ€”

his calm presence,

his quiet aura,

and especially his deep shadow-brown eyes.

They felt different.

Unfamiliar.

Yet strangely unforgettable.

Avighna soon became best friends with Daivik his classmate and Abhay.

Coincidentally, Daivik was also Anviโ€™s elder brother.

Despite seeing each other almost daily, Avighna never paid much attention to Anvi.

And Anvi?

Fourteen-year-old Anvi could barely even look at him.

Every time he was around, she felt her cheeks warm, her heartbeat uneven, and her courage disappeared. She didnโ€™t know what it was. She didnโ€™t have a name for it.

It was Kirti, Anviโ€™s best friend and Avighnaโ€™s younger sisterโ€”who finally gave that feeling a meaning.

โ€œYou have a crush on him,โ€ Kirti told her one day, smiling knowingly.

Anvi denied it.

But somewhere deep inside, she already knew it was true.

Before anything could change, life took its own turn.

Within a year, Avighnaโ€™s father got transferred, and his entire family had to shift to Mumbai.

Just like thatโ€ฆ

Avighna was gone.

But the feeling?

It stayed.

In Anviโ€™s heart.

In her eyes.

In the quiet corners of her memories.

Result? Anvi decide to never ever touch morepankh (peacock feather) because it's related to love divine, Lord Krishna and Shrimati Radha Rani!!!

One more thing .

Avighna had an elder brother, Yash, who had completed most of his schooling while living at his uncleโ€™s house. He only visited during vacations. Because of this, Anviโ€™s elder sister, Prapti, had never once seen Yash.

Unaware.

Unconnected.

Unprepared.

Little did any of them knowโ€ฆ

This was only the beginning.

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