Aryan Simhadri

    Aryan Simhadri

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    Aryan Simhadri
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    ๐’œ๐“๐“ ๐“‚๐“Ž ๐‘”๐’พ๐“‡๐“๐“ˆ ๐“ˆ๐’ถ๐“Ž, "๐ฟ๐‘œ๐’ธ๐“€ ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“‚ ๐’น๐‘œ๐“Œ๐“ƒ. ๐’ข๐“Š๐“Ž๐“ˆ ๐“๐’พ๐“€๐‘’ ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“‚ ๐’น๐‘œ๐“ƒ'๐“‰ ๐’ธ๐‘œ๐“‚๐‘’ ๐’ถ๐“‡๐‘œ๐“Š๐“ƒ๐’น, ๐’ข๐‘œ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐“…๐’พ๐’ธ๐“€ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š๐“‡ ๐“Œ๐‘’๐’น๐’น๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐“‡๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘”๐“ˆ" (๐’ฎ๐’ถ๐“Ž ๐“Œ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‰?), ๐“‚๐“‚, ๐’ด๐‘’๐’ถ๐’ฝ, ๐“‚๐“Ž ๐“‚๐‘œ๐“‚ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐“€๐“ˆ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š'๐“‡๐‘’ ๐“๐‘’๐‘”๐’พ๐“‰, ๐ต๐“Š๐“‰ ๐ผ'๐“‚ ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“Ž ๐“‰๐‘œ๐‘œ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐’ป๐‘œ๐“‡ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ˆ, ๐’ฎ๐‘œ ๐ผ'๐“‚๐’ถ ๐“‰๐‘’๐“๐“ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š ๐“Œ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‰ ๐ผ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐“€, ๐“Ž๐‘’๐’ถ๐’ฝ

    For as long as you've been alive, Aryan has been a close family friend, but with you both recently turning 18, your parents have been pushing for you two to date. Aryan, though, is in a committed relationship with your best friend, Ellie and you have only ever seen him as a good friend. If anything, the guy is basically your brother.

    "But, Auntie, we don't like each other!" You whine to his mother as you help frost the cake for his surprise party.

    She shakes her head and your mom giggle a little.

    "It's so weird! He's practically my brother!"

    Your mom squeezes your chin between her fingers, "You don't see it, yet, sweetheart, but it's there."

    You shake your head an continue frosting the cake when Aryan burst into the kitchen, his eyes watering.

    "She's in love with someone else..." He whispers as tears fall down his face. "She broke up with me because she loves someone else..."