It's a story about an Indian girl aanya sehgal who was just another 15 year old old teenager who had a goal to reach she wasn't an A+ plus topper or something just an average girl who has a very short temper and loves her friends and her sports it's like even if she wants to stay away from trouble she can't....But life is not always a bed of roses- SELF HARM WARNING ⚠️ I-i can't wh-why I did nothing to anyone then WHY GOD?*sobbs and crys harder as she slashes her delicate skin with a blade continuously* I KNOW SEEMS LIKE A VERY NORMAL STORY DESCRIPTION BUT READ THE STORY Y'ALL... THANKS

A short erotic tale at the intersection of human needs and boundaries. We are all a sum of our needs. We are also the prisoners of our social structures. What happens when they are in opposition of each other? How do we choose? Lajja will have to face that choice.