"𝑨𝒊𝒔𝒊 𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒌𝒊𝒚𝒐𝒏 𝒌𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒊 𝒃𝒉𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒌𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒊-" A loud slap, directly landed on abhay's face. strong and painful enough to make everyone gasp in the room. "𝑬𝒌" 𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒅. Clenching his teeth in anger, nose flaring. "𝒆𝒌 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒅 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒊 𝒃𝒊𝒘𝒊 𝒌𝒆 𝒌𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒂𝒇 𝒂𝒖𝒓 𝒚𝒂𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒈𝒂𝒅 𝒅𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒂 𝒕𝒖𝒋𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒔𝒅𝒌." Sarthak says, voice steel. The room fell silent. 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔, 𝒋𝒖𝒅𝒈𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔, 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚 𝒊𝒕?

Mahira Sharma. She's 21, a hacker, but still a student. a mix of chaotic humour and deep, unspoken wounds. her eyes hold too many stories for her age-stories she doesn't narrate unless you earn them. She's not meant to be invisible. She's the kind of person who unknowingly leaves an echo in a room, even after she's gone. Rudra Veer Shergill is a 24-year-old mafia doctor. he wears power the way others wear clothes-effortlessly, and without asking permission. Broad-shouldered, sharp-jawed, with eyes that carry the weight of too many nights without rest. When he speaks, people listen; when he doesn't, they still pay attention.