It was the first day of college for Chahat and Myra .They had been best friends since childhood, and both were very excited.
Soon, they realized their classes were different. Chahat was walking toward her classroom when suddenly some senior boys and girls stopped her for ragging.
Chahat was innocent and simple. She stood there quietly, feeling scared. The boys started misbehaving with her in the name of ragging. One of them even tried to touch her.
Chahat's eyes filled with fear as she silently prayed for help.
Suddenly, a strong hand grabbed that boy's wrist. Before anyone understood what happened, the boy was slapped hard.
It was Aarav.
He was not only their senior but also the principal's son and the most handsome boy in college. Everyone was afraid of him.
The seniors quickly ran away.
Chahat's dupatta had fallen on the floor. Aarav picked it up respectfully and placed it on her shoulders.
"Are you okay?" he asked softly.
Chahat nodded nervously. "Y-Yes… It's my first day."
Aarav slightly smiled and helped her find her classroom. Before Chahat could thank him, he had already left.
But in that moment, Aarav had earned great respect in Chahat's heart… and maybe something more.
On the other side, Myra was walking confidently toward her class.
At the same time, Aarav was coming from the opposite direction, looking at his phone. They collided, and myra fell down with her bag.
Aarav looked at her… and froze.
He had never seen someone so modern, stylish, and confident. She was completely opposite to Chahat.
For a moment, he forgot everything.
Myra stood up angrily. "Can't you see?"
Aarav extended his hand to help her.
"No thanks. I can help myself," she said and called him "stupid" before walking away.
But strangely… Aarav was smiling.
His friends came and asked, "Bro, she called you stupid and you're smiling?"
Aarav laughed softly.
"You won't understand. This is the magic of love."
Now the question is…
Who will win Aarav's heart?
And who will sacrifice their love?
To know the end… stay with the story.