**SEASON 2 — EPISODE 13 (Final)
"YASHWIN & BHANU — THE BEGINNING OF US"**
The day after the rain incident, Bhanu walked into college with a strange peace inside her chest.
Not everything was solved.
Not everyone had stopped whispering.
But something had settled.
Something she had never felt before:
**Clarity.**
And that clarity had a name.
**Yashwin.**
His hug still lingered on her skin.
His confession echoed in her heart.
His forehead against hers… the warmth… the trembling in his voice…
Bhanu touched her lips, remembering how close he had been.
*He wanted to kiss me.*
*And… I wanted it too.*
Her cheeks warmed.
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## **SCHOOL CORRIDOR — MORNING**
Bhanu walked toward her classroom, adjusting her hair nervously.
What would she say to him?
What would he say to her?
Would he pretend nothing happened?
Would he avoid her?
Would he—
Her thoughts stopped abruptly.
Because there he was.
Leaning against the classroom door.
Hands in pockets.
Head down like he had been waiting.
Yashwin.
When he lifted his eyes and saw her, the world fell away.
He pushed off the wall slowly, walking toward her.
Every step felt heavy with emotion.
Bhanu stopped breathing.
When he reached her, he spoke softly.
"You came."
Her heart thudded.
"Why wouldn't I?"
He looked at her like she was precious.
Like he couldn't believe she stood in front of him.
"Bhanu," he said quietly,
"I've been thinking about yesterday."
She lowered her gaze.
"I have too…"
He exhaled deeply, voice trembling with something raw.
"That hug… what you said… the way you looked at me…"
His eyes held hers.
"It wasn't one-sided, right?"
Bhanu swallowed hard.
"Yashwin… I told you. I was scared."
He nodded slowly.
"And now?"
A small silence.
Her hand fidgeted with her bag strap.
Then—
She whispered the truth she had been afraid to admit until now:
"…I'm tired of being scared."
His eyes softened instantly.
She continued, voice shaking slightly.
"I don't want to overthink.
Or run away.
Or pretend I don't feel something when I do."
A breath hitched in his throat.
"What do you feel?" he asked gently.
Bhanu looked into his eyes.
Into the boy who made her heart race.
Into the boy who held her like she mattered.
Into the boy who confessed with trembling hands.
She took one small step forward.
So small.
But it brought her close enough that she felt the heat of his chest.
"I like you," she whispered.
"More than I expected.
More than I wanted.
More than I can hide."
Yashwin froze.
Completely.
Like he couldn't believe what he heard.
His lips parted slightly.
His eyes widened.
His breath stilled.
"Bhanu…" he whispered.
Her cheeks burned, but she didn't look away.
"And I'm done pretending."
A shiver passed through him.
Slowly… carefully… he lifted a hand.
He didn't touch her cheek.
He didn't touch her hand.
He placed a single finger under her chin and raised her face gently.
"Say it again," he whispered.
Her heart thudded wildly.
She repeated… softer, but firmer.
"I like you."
He inhaled sharply.
"Say it one more time."
She smiled shyly.
"I like you, Yashwin."
His self-control shattered.
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## **THE KISS THEY WERE ALWAYS MEANT TO SHARE**
He moved closer without hesitation.
His other hand slid around her waist gently.
Her breath caught.
Her body leaned into his naturally.
He lowered his forehead to hers.
No rush.
No pressure.
Just closeness.
Warm, real, tender.
"Bhanu…" he murmured against her lips.
"I've wanted to kiss you since that night on the terrace."
Her eyes fluttered.
"Then why didn't you?"
His answer came as a whisper against her mouth.
"I was waiting for you to want it too."
She exhaled, soft and shaky.
"I want it now."
Something electric lit in his eyes.
He cupped her face carefully, like she was fragile but precious.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
She nodded.
He leaned in—
Slowly.
Their noses brushed.
Her lips parted.
His thumb stroked her cheek.
And then…
His lips met hers.
A gentle kiss.
Soft. Warm.
Heart-melting.
Not rushed.
Not intense.
Just perfect.
Her hands rose to his chest instinctively.
He wrapped both arms around her, pulling her closer.
The world blurred.
The whispers.
The rumors.
The confusion.
The jealousy.
Everything dissolved.
It was just them.
Bhanu and Yashwin.
Two quiet hearts finding each other in the loudest world.
When they finally broke apart, breathless, Yashwin rested his forehead against hers.
"I'm yours," he whispered.
Her cheeks heated.
"And I'm yours."
He smiled — a real, beautiful, heart-stopping smile.
"Let's start over," he said softly.
"But together this time."
Bhanu nodded.
"Yes. Together."
He intertwined their fingers gently.
"Come on," he whispered.
"I want the world to know you're mine."
She blushed hard.
"Not too loudly…"
He smirked.
"For you, I'll whisper it."
Their hands stayed linked as they walked into the classroom.
People stared.
Whispers spread again.
But this time…
Bhanu didn't hide.
Yashwin didn't let go.
And the rumor that once hurt her…
…turned into the truth she wanted.
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# ❤️ **THE END OF THE STORY
BUT THE BEGINNING OF THEIR LOVE**
• Bhanu is no longer invisible.
• Yashwin is no longer confused.
• Their love wins through chaos, jealousy, fear, and silence.
• And their new chapter begins now — together.