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The Algorithm of Us
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Ongoing, First published Oct 14
9 new parts
Anushka Mehta, a computer engineering prodigy with dreams bigger than her city, lands an internship at Ayaan Kapoor's tech empire - a global company built from scratch by Ayaan and his father. He's the youngest self-made billionaire in India - sharp, disciplined, and used to control. She's everything he isn't: warm yet guarded, ambitious yet uncertain about love after growing up in a house where affection was an act.

When their paths collide, sparks turn to friction - witty arguments, clashing egos, late-night work sessions. But beneath the tension simmers something neither of them can ignore. Ayaan's jealousy surfaces when others notice Anushka's brilliance, but instead of lashing out, he learns to channel it into care and respect. Anushka, who has spent years hiding her emotions, begins to see the gentleness behind his walls.

It's not a perfect love - but one built from chaos, challenge, and quiet understanding.

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