kabbyashree
A walking poem who thinks she’s the boss. She’s got a brain full of ideas and a heart that’s too soft for her own good. She’s always working and smiling like she’s got a secret. That secret is Nihal.
She smiled at Nihal while writing a poem about how much she hates him.
She worked all night on a poem and then cried because it was good.
She sent Nihal a poem that was basically a passive-aggressive love letter.