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The sun peeked through the curtains of Vaaghmika's room, casting soft beams of light that danced across her face. She stirred awake, the events of the previous day replaying in her mind like a movie on loop. The kiss with Atharva, Rohan's playful banter, and the subtle tension during dinner filled her thoughts, creating a whirlwind of emotions that left her breathless. She rolled over, hiding her face in her pillow, wishing she could escape this confusing maze of feelings.

At school, the atmosphere buzzed with the energy of a new week, yet Vaaghmika felt like an outsider in her own life. As she entered the classroom, her eyes instinctively searched for Atharva. He sat at the back, laughing with his friends, but when their gazes met, a silent understanding passed between them. He smiled, a lopsided grin that sent her heart racing, but she quickly looked away, her thoughts racing.

"Are you okay?" her best friend, Maya, asked, concern lacing her voice. "You seem… off."

Vaaghmika sighed, leaning her head on her desk. "I’m just… trying to figure things out."

Maya narrowed her eyes, sensing the weight of her friend’s turmoil. "Is this about Atharva and Rohan? Because you really need to make a choice, V."

"I know," Vaaghmika replied, her voice barely a whisper. “But it’s not that simple. Atharva is… familiar, but Rohan makes me feel alive.”

Maya nodded, her expression softening. "Follow your heart, but don’t let anyone push you into a decision. You deserve to figure this out for yourself."

Just then, the door swung open, and Rohan strolled in with his trademark confidence, his eyes scanning the room until they finally landed on Vaaghmika. “Hey, V! Ready for our movie date this weekend?” he called out, flashing a grin that made her stomach flutter.

Atharva’s smile faltered, and an unmistakable glare shot in Rohan’s direction. The air thickened with unspoken tension, and Vaaghmika could feel it wrapping around her like a heavy blanket. Just as she was about to respond, the bell rang, signaling the start of class, and the moment slipped away.

As the day progressed, Vaaghmika found herself lost in thoughts, unable to concentrate on her studies. Each class felt like a blur, and she couldn't shake the feeling that time was slipping through her fingers. During lunch, she decided to step outside for some fresh air, hoping to clear her head.

She wandered to the school courtyard, where a few students lounged under the shade of the large oak tree. Lost in thought, she barely noticed Atharva approaching until he stood right in front of her, his expression serious.

"Can we talk?" he asked, his voice low.

Vaaghmika nodded, feeling a mix of anticipation and dread as they walked a few paces away from the crowd. "What’s on your mind?" she asked, trying to keep her tone light.

Atharva took a deep breath, his eyes searching hers. "About the kiss… I didn’t mean to put you on the spot. I just thought—"

"You thought what?" Vaaghmika interrupted, her heart racing. "That I would just fall for you because of a moment?"

He paused, clearly taken aback. "No, I just… I thought we had something special. But then Rohan came along and—"

"And what? You think I’d just forget about everything because he’s charming and confident?" she shot back, a hint of frustration creeping into her voice.

"I don’t know, V. I just feel like you’re confused, and I don’t want to be a rebound," he admitted, vulnerability etched across his face.

Vaaghmika’s expression softened, realizing the weight of his words. "I am confused. I didn’t expect to have these feelings for you, and now Rohan is in the picture… it’s all so overwhelming."

Just then, Rohan emerged from the school building, spotting them immediately. His confident stride faltered for just a moment when he saw them together. "Hey, there you two are! I was looking for you, Vaaghmika," he called out, his voice bright and inviting.

As he approached, Vaaghmika felt caught in a web of emotions, her heart racing as she glanced between the two boys. She could feel the tension rise like a storm brewing on the horizon, and she knew that she had to make a choice soon.

“I’ll see you later, Atharva,” she said, her voice steady but her heart pounding. She turned to Rohan, forcing a smile. “What’s up?”

As Rohan engaged her in conversation, she couldn’t shake the feeling of Atharva’s gaze on her back, a silent plea for her to reconsider. The warmth of Rohan’s presence was comforting, yet the weight of her unresolved feelings lingered, a constant reminder of the choices that awaited her.

Later that evening, as Vaaghmika prepared for bed, her phone buzzed with a message. It was Atharva: *Can we meet tomorrow after school? I really need to talk to you.*

Her heart raced at the thought of what he might say. With every passing moment, the tangled web of emotions seemed to grow thicker, leaving her more uncertain than ever.

Vaaghmika lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, knowing that answers awaited her—but so did questions. Tomorrow would bring clarity, but for now, she surrendered to sleep, her dreams swirling with possibilities, love, and the uncertain heart that belonged to her alone.