✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐪 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐚 𝐒𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐫 :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐪 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐚 𝐒𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐫 :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧ This safar begins in quiet corridors and follows them into the same classroom years later. No big confessions. No dramatic proposals. Just glances that last a second too long. Just feelings that grow without permission. ✨ There's a childhood crush that never faded - loving each other since forever, but never brave enough to say it. There are childhood rivals who argue like enemies yet soften when the other one cries. There's a brother's best friend who crossed the line without touching it. A sister who loved quietly - watched him, waited for him, never asked for anything. A sister's best friend who understands him in ways no one else does. They sit side by side now. Older. Calmer. More aware of what they're not supposed to feel. ♦ Enemies turn into lovers. Best friends turn into lovers. Lovers turn into enemies. "Just friends" turns into "we shouldn't." She fell first. He fell harder. She cries easily. He notices every single time. She goes silent when she's hurt. He stays - without questions - until she feels safe again. Unwanted staring. Silent possessiveness. Late realization. Quiet heartbreak. Some love feels like destiny. Some feels forbidden in the softest way. And somewhere between these pages - A reader who sees her own almost-love in the story ✉️ A writer who hides pieces of her heart between the lines. ✧ Tropes in this safar ✧ ☆ Childhood crush ☆ Secret mutual crush ☆ Childhood rivals ☆ Enemies to lovers ☆ Lovers to enemies ☆ Best friends to lovers ☆ Brother's best friend ☆ Sister's best friend ☆ She fell first, he fell harder ☆ Slow burn ☆ Silent protective brother ☆ Soft forbidden love ☆ Late realization ☆ Quiet heartbreak ☆ Reader x Writer Welcome to Ishq Wala Safar ✨ Some love stories are meant to be felt... not announced. :･ﾟ✧ End of the beginning ✧･ﾟ: "Kuch safar manzilon ke liye nhi sath chalne ke liye hote hai"