She’s the calm in every storm. A sharp suit, a sharper mind, emotionally unavailable, oblivious to her own charm and the quiet obsession of half the campus—Ira doesn’t chase, doesn’t flinch, and definitely doesn’t fall. She keeps her head down, her voice low, and her personal life locked behind professional smiles.

Vanya? She’s everything Ira isn’t—other hand, is a different storm entirely. CEO by 29, feared in boardrooms and worshipped in silence, she doesn’t do friendships, small talk, or feelings—until one particular intern starts turning up in all the wrong places at all the right times.

They were never supposed to orbit the same world.
And yet, every time Vanya looks at her... she finds it hard for her to remove her eyes from her. 
Maybe it's something.
Maybe not.

And maybe—just maybe—there’s more to this than just a crush.

Vanya fell first But Ira fell harder