"𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁. 𝗜𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝘀𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁."
Vivaan Oberoi is a spoiled rich brat and MBA student. Known for his uncontrollable anger. 𝘏�...
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The warm afternoon sun filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows across the garden. Reet Malhotra twirled gracefully, lost in the rhythm of her own dance. Dressed in a yellow kurti that fluttered with each movement, she looked like a vision of joy and beauty. Her mother, Tara Malhotra, stepped out of the house and paused to admire her daughter, captivated by the sight.
"Reet..." Not wishing to disturb the enchantment, Tara spoke out softly.
Reet stopped mid-step, turning to face her mother. She adjusted her dress and bowed slightly in respect. " Ji, Ma?"
[Yes, mom?]
Tara smiled warmly. "You've been dancing a lot lately. Is there something special going on?"
Reet's face lit up with excitement. "Actually, yes! There's a national-level dance competition coming up. I've been practicing really hard for it, Ma. I'm so excited!"
"That's wonderful!" Tara said proudly. Then she added, "By the way, Vivaan called. He asked when you'd be coming. Are you going somewhere?"
Reet's face brightened. "Oh yes, Ma. Today is his basketball match. I promised to go and cheer for him. I'll leave soon." With that, she hurried inside to get ready.
Tara watched her daughter disappear into the house, a fond smile playing on her lips. "She cares for him so much," Tara murmured to herself. "I hope she wins his love soon."
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There was a lot of excitement around the college basketball court. As the game continued, the students gave loud cheers. The college's hottie and bad boy, Vivaan Oberoi, was the center of attraction. The audience exploded in cheers when the last whistle rang.
As the team celebrated, Reet made his way to the court. Vivaan saw her immediately and smiled as he approached
"Congratulations, Vivaan!" Reet said, her voice filled with genuine happiness for him.
"Thanks, Reet!" Vivaan responded, his smile widening. "It's all because of you. You're my lucky charm."
Reet blushed slightly, shaking her head. "Aisa kuch nahi hai"
[It's nothing like that.]
Vivaan's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Mere saath Coffee piyogi? Chota sa celebration meri jeet ka?"
["Do you want to grab a coffee with me? A little celebration?"]
Reet hesitated, surprised by the invitation. "S-Sach? Mera matlab tum apne friends ke saath jaana chahiye."
["R-Really? I-I mean, you can go with your friends instead."]
Vivaan chuckled. "C'mon, you're my friend too an important one! I want to go with you."
