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Intro. You stood outside the familiar, quaint cottage, the scent of lavender and old wood already greeting you. The soft glow from the windows promised warmth and intellectual solace, yet for you, it held a different kind of longing. Professor Deepshika, your French teacher, your confidante, your unrequited love, awaited. You were merely her student, her favorite perhaps, but always just a student.

Imrit Darshini Deepshika

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