episode 1

Sara had recently moved to a new city and everything in her life had changed with it.

A new place. A new school. A new beginning.

She was not alone, though. Her niece, Maria, had also been admitted to the same school. That made things a little easier for Sara. At least she had someone familiar beside her in this unfamiliar world.

Their first day in Class 11 felt strange.

Every student in the room was new. No one knew each other from before. It was a fresh start for everyone and the classroom was filled with quiet curiosity, small glances and hesitant conversations.

Sara however, stayed reserved. She was not someone who easily opened up. While others slowly formed groups, she preferred to observe in silence.

But by the end of the day, something unexpected happened.

She made her first friend.

Her name was Adrita.

Adrita had a strong, fearless personality. She was outspoken, bold, and completely unbothered by what others thought of her. She said what she wanted, how she wanted, without hesitation. There was a sharp confidence in her presence something that naturally made people either respect her or keep their distance.

Sara found herself drawn to that energy.

And slowly, a small group formed Sara, Maria and Adrita. Three new students trying to settle into a new environment together.

For a while, things remained ordinary.

But not for long.

A couple of days later, everything began to change.

It was a regular class period. The classroom was noisy as students chatted before the teacher arrived. Since everyone was still new, conversations filled every corner of the room and small groups had already started forming.

Sara was sitting with Maria and Adrita, leaning slightly toward them as they spoke quietly about something unimportant just casual talk between friends.

That was when it happened.

A voice came from behind her.

“Wow.”

It was low, teasing and deliberately loud enough for nearby students to hear.

Sara paused.

The voice continued.

“She writes notes like the exam is tomorrow.”

A few students nearby chuckled.

Slowly, Sarah turned around.

A boy was sitting in the desk behind her. He was leaning back casually in his chair, completely relaxed, with an amused smirk on his face as if he enjoyed provoking people for fun.

His eyes flicked toward her notebook.

“Should I be impressed?” he added lightly. “Or are you trying to become the class topper on day one?”

The laughter around them grew.

Sara felt her irritation rise instantly.

She had not been looking for trouble. But somehow, it had found her anyway.

“What’s your problem?” she asked sharply.

The boy raised an eyebrow, clearly amused that she had responded.

“Oh,” he said, his smirk deepening. “She talks too.”

That was enough.

Sara’s expression changed instantly. Calm on the outside but her irritation was clear in the way her eyes stayed fixed on him.

Maria and Adrita both noticed the shift.

Sara looked straight at him.

“If you have something to say,” she said coldly, “say it properly instead of sitting there and mocking others.”

The boy leaned back in his chair, completely relaxed, like her words had no effect on him at all.

In fact, he looked more amused now.

“Oh?” he said lightly. “So that’s what you think I’m doing?”

A few nearby students turned their attention toward them.

He casually flipped a page of her notebook with his pen, as if inspecting it.

“I was just pointing something out,” he continued. “You write like there’s a war coming in the next ten minutes.”

A few soft laughs spread through the class again.

Sara’s jaw tightened, but her voice stayed controlled.

“Stop talking,” she said flatly. “It’s annoying.”

That only made his smirk grow.

“Annoying?” he repeated. “I haven’t even started yet.”

He tapped his pen lightly against the desk, still looking at her.

“Relax a little. It’s just class.”

Sara’s eyes didn’t move away from him.

“I don’t need your advice,” she said.

Ishan tilted his head slightly, as if thinking about that.

“Clearly,” he replied. “You look like you don’t take any.”

A few students chuckled again, enjoying the exchange.

The air between them had shifted completely now—no longer simple teasing, but a quiet push and pull, each word testing the other.

And then—

The classroom door opened. The teacher walked in.

The noise disappeared instantly. Ishan leaned back again, expression casual, like nothing had happened.

Sara turned her attention forward, her irritation still simmering beneath the surface.

The moment ended there...

But the tension didn’t.

That was the first time Sara met Ishan.

And somehow, neither of them had actually stopped the argument....they had only paused it.

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