charismatic · possessive · arrogant · indian · rich · regret · teasing · male lead · romance · insecure
The fluorescent lights of the university lecture hall hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of seats. A new semester. New faces. The air smelled of coffee and fresh notebooks. In the second row, near the window, a girl sat alone, her pen poised over a clean page. She didn't look up when the door swung open. Rajveer Rajvansh walked in, shoulders back, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. His friend nudged him, whispering something, but Rajveer's eyes had already snagged on something—someone. The girl from last year. The one he'd laughed at. The one who'd walked away without a tear. She looked different now—not in her clothes or her posture, but in the stillness around her. He stopped mid-step. His confidence, usually a shield, felt thin. She met his gaze, and there was no so…