✨ Story Continues…
🖤 At the Same Time…
Tanya stood at a distance.
Watching everything.
Her expression slowly changed.
From normal…
To jealous…
To angry.
Her eyes fixed on Naira and Kartik.
A sharp glare.
But no one noticed.
🌅 Next Day
Naira and Kartik reached school at the same time.
For a moment—
Their eyes met.
But before either of them could speak—
The prayer announcement began.
They silently walked to their respective lines.
📚 After Prayer
Everyone returned to class.
Took their seats.
Kartik sat just behind Naira.
After a few minutes—
The teacher entered.
"Today, I will decide the class monitors."
Excitement filled the room.
"Girls' monitor is—"
Before she could finish—
The entire class shouted,
"NAIRAAA!"
The teacher smiled.
"Yes. Naira Rathore."
Naira stood up confidently.
"And boys' monitor is… Kartik Malhotra."
The class cheered loudly.
Naira and Kartik exchanged a small smile.
But in the corner—
Tanya clenched her fists.
"How…?" she whispered.
🖤 At Their Side
Kartik leaned forward slightly.
"So… we're partners now?"
Naira smiled lightly.
"Yeah…"
A quiet moment.
A shared smile.
Tanya saw everything.
And her jealousy—
Deepened.
⏳ Game Period
Students rushed to the playground.
Noise.
Laughter.
Energy everywhere.
🏸 At Their Side
Kartik looked at Naira.
Before he could speak—
She said,
"Let's play badminton."
Kartik smiled.
"Okay."
They walked toward the court together.
🌸 At Tanya's Side
She stood still.
Watching them.
Her voice trembled slightly.
"Why, Naira…?"
"Why do you always get everything?"
"First position… attention…"
Then her eyes shifted to Kartik.
"My Kartik…"
"My first love…"
Her fists tightened.
"Why…?"
Her jealousy—
Was no longer simple.
It was becoming something dangerous.
🏸 Badminton Match
The wind was soft.
The playground loud.
But near the court—
Everything felt calm.
Naira held the racket confidently.
"So, Mr. Monitor… ready to lose?"
Kartik smirked.
"Let's see, Miss Topper."
The game began.
Serve.
Return.
Back and forth.
But it wasn't just a game.
It was—
Smiles.
Teasing.
Unspoken feelings.
After a few rallies—
Naira jumped for a shot.
Missed slightly.
She lost balance—
And was about to fall.
Kartik stepped forward instantly.
And caught her.
For a moment—
Everything stopped.
No noise.
No crowd.
Just them.
Naira looked up.
Their eyes met.
Her heartbeat quickened.
Kartik said softly,
"Careful, bachha…"
Naira stepped back quickly.
"I'm fine…"
Avoiding his gaze.
Kartik smiled.
"Oh really? I thought you needed saving."
Naira glared.
"Shut up. Focus on the game."
They continued.
This time—
Naira played seriously.
A perfect smash.
Point.
She smiled proudly.
"See? I win."
Kartik clapped slowly.
"Impressive…"
Then leaned slightly closer.
"But I let you win."
Naira rolled her eyes.
"Dream on."
🌸 After the Game
They sat on a bench.
Tired.
Quiet.
But the silence—
Was comfortable.
Kartik looked at her.
"Naru…"
She looked back.
"Are you still angry?"
Naira paused.
Then shook her head.
"No… not really."
Kartik smiled.
"Good. I don't like when you ignore me."
Naira looked away.
A small smile appeared.
"Then don't laugh at me next time."
Kartik raised his hands.
"Promise."
They both smiled.
And without realizing—
They were getting closer.
Slowly.
Naturally.
🖤 Meanwhile…
From a distance—
Tanya was watching.
Her eyes filled with jealousy.
But this time—
She wasn't just watching.
She was planning something.
🔥 Ending Line
Some games end on the court…
But some begin in the heart.
🖤 To be continued…
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