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Nakul was walking through the garden area, the soft golden hue of the morning sunlight dancing over his features. His eyes shimmered with a quiet determination, glistening beneath the subtle rays of dawn. Draped neatly over his shoulders, his blazer coat fluttered lightly with the morning breeze, giving him an effortlessly composed look. He had arrived early at school that day on his bike for the cricket match, leaving Ishaan and Aastha behind at home.

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