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YOU AND ME—OUR TIMELESS LOVESTORY

Prologue Kolkata, a city that never sleeps, where the past and present walk hand in hand, where power and justice often blur into shades of gray. It is here that fate entwines the lives of two individuals who could not be more different-yet are destined to collide. Ritwick Chaterjee, at thirty-two, has carved a name for himself in the force. As the Deputy Commissioner of the Central Division, he is a man who commands respect and fear in equal measure. Ruthless in his pursuit of justice, unwavering in his morals, and relentlessly in his battles, he walks the fine line between duty and danger without hesitation. To criminals, he is a nightmare; to his department, he is a legend. Then there is Shrirupa Mukherjee-young, vibrant, and full of life. At twenty-two, she has just completed her master's degree, standing at the crossroads of her future. She dreams of independence, of carving her own path, yet she is bound by the weight of expectations. The dutiful daughter of an influential family, she is caught between proving her worth and fulfilling the responsibilities thrust upon her. If the world sees her as delicate, they fail to notice the quiet storm brewing within. Two souls-one forged in the fires of duty, the other flowing like a river seeking its course. He, a man hardened by experience; she, a woman untouched by the world's cruelty. When their worlds collide, it is neither gentle nor expected. For some, destiny is a whisper. For them, it arrives like a thunderstorm. Neither of them knows it yet, but their story is about to begin. And once it does, there will be no turning back.
Komolika · 320 Views

Zane, Can You hear me?

“Zane, can you hear me?” They said that time heals all wounds. But what if the wound never closes? What if it only deepens? Zane and I were never supposed to happen. I didn’t need saving, and he didn’t need anyone. But somehow, we collided. Maybe it was the silence between us that spoke louder than anything else. Maybe it was the way he’d stare at the world like it didn’t matter, and I’d pretend not to notice, pretending my heart wasn’t breaking every time. It was supposed to be temporary. A fleeting connection. I was never one to give in so easily, especially not to someone like him. But when he was around, the air shifted. The silence no longer felt like something to endure—it felt like something I could almost understand. I never told him I loved him. Not out loud. I kept it buried, hidden behind carefully constructed walls, just as I always had. I didn’t need to say it. He would’ve never understood it anyway. But he was my escape. And I was his. And then, like everything else, he was gone. “Zane, please. Just stay. Please.” But I never said that. I never begged, never showed how badly I needed him to stay. Because I didn’t know how to. Because I thought if I said the words, everything would break. I never let anyone see what was inside, not even him. The day I lost him, something inside me shattered. I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry, not in front of anyone. I stayed silent, like I always had. Because no one could know how much he had meant to me. No one could know that the weight of losing him was too much to carry. He didn’t die because of me. Or at least, that’s what I tell myself. But I can’t shake the feeling that I failed him. I should’ve said something, done something—anything—to stop it. But the truth is, I was never enough to stop him from walking away. “Zane… can you hear me?” I whisper it to myself, late at night, when the world is still, and the pain is loudest. But even then, I don’t let anyone see it. I don’t let anyone know the depth of the void he left behind. No one sees the tears I hide or the pieces of myself I’ve lost along the way. I keep telling myself it’s okay. That I’ll move on, that this is just a phase, that life will keep going. But it doesn’t. Life keeps slipping through my fingers, and nothing feels real anymore. He was my reality, my only truth, and now that he’s gone, I’m left questioning everything I thought I knew. I go on with my days, keeping my head high, pretending that I’m fine. But every step I take feels like I’m walking further away from everything that mattered. And in the quiet moments, when I’m alone with my thoughts, I ask again—“Zane, can you hear me?” But I already know the answer. The world is silent. And so am I.
RoseP_17 · 241 Views

Love Me! (Like You) Hate Me!

[SLOW BURN/SLICE OF LIFE!] --- Lily Aikawa never planned on standing out. Transferring to Shinsei High was supposed to be a fresh start, but with her foreign looks and inability to keep her mouth shut, she sticks out like a sore thumb. Between nosy classmates, unfair rumors, and a school hierarchy that doesn’t take kindly to outsiders, it doesn’t take long before she finds herself caught in the crossfire of people she’d rather avoid. Like Hayato Mori—Shinsei’s golden boy with an ego bigger than the city of Seon. A pest. An arrogant, smirking nuisance determined to get under her skin just because she refuses to acknowledge him. And Arata Takashiro—the school’s biggest enigma. A boy wrapped in sharp edges, too quiet, too distant, with a gaze that lingers when no one else is looking. But Lily isn’t the only one struggling to find her place. Arata has bigger problems than school. Between keeping his family afloat and balancing more jobs than any teenager should, he doesn’t have time for high school drama. The last thing he needs is some foreign girl drawing attention to herself—and by extension, to him. Except, somehow, their paths keep crossing. Whether it’s through shared secrets, cruel misunderstandings, or the unexpected guidance of Kenjiro Aikawa—the eccentric photographer who sees through them both—Lily and Arata find themselves tangled in a world that neither of them are quite ready for. But friendships aren’t easy when survival comes first. And at Shinsei High, it only takes one mistake to become a target.
Addison_thorpe · 22.2K Views
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