Everything in this story is fictional & are thoughts of the writer.
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Arvind and Veda
Their story starts in Kolkata
" The City of Joy "
Cultural Capital of India
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Arvind
Arvind is a capable, money-driven individual who lacks trust due to his past as an orphan. His mind was a labyrinth of cynicism and distrust, forged in the fiery depths of his childhood days. Every person he'd encountered since had only served to solidify his belief that the world was nothing but a playground for the ruthless and cunning. He trusted no one, not even himself.
He stood alone on the banks of the Hooghly River, the iconic Howrah Bridge looming before him like a steel giant. The air was heavy with the scent of jostling vendors and the soft chatter of Bengalis going about their evening routines.
It is the only place, where he finds himself lost in the beautiful view and finds some peace.Arvind works for an old fat ass named as "Hawk" who is known for all the bad deeds and also responsible for almost every crime in Kolkata. Arvind wants to take revenge on the people who never treated him right from the day he became an orphan. And he also knows it's not a correct way to follow but he thinks of his as a victim of cruelty of Mankind
Coming to his personality, He was a 190 cm man, a 26 year old with brown eyes and a sharp nose, thick eyebrows, attractive with his fair skin in all ways. He has these rare hunter eyes.
Veda
Veda is compassionate, prioritizes others, and runs a café while also taking care of an orphanage and an old-age home in her neighborhood.
From childhood, Veda is always wandering through Kolkata's renowned Park Street, a boulevard steeped in history and glittering with modernity.
Nestled among the historic buildings, 'Heaven' was a charming little café that had become a beloved fixture of Park Street. Its vintage ambiance, delectable pastries, and Veda's warm, welcoming presence drew in both locals and tourists alike.
Veda was an atheist, wrapped in a smile, her personality as layered and inviting as the aromas emanating from her café. With a sharp wit that could cut through pretension as easily as a knife through butter, she possessed an uncanny ability to make everyone who crossed her threshold feel seen and appreciated.
She's a 180 cm woman, a 25 year old, beautiful, with red cheeks and cherry lips, and with a pale skin colour, always charming with her Dove eyes.
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