untamedkleo
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Arwen doesn't believe in fate. She believes in survival, waking up, showing up, and doing what needs to be done. She attends psychology lectures in the morning, works at a café in the afternoon, feels exhausted at night, and emotional calls to a father too far away to help. Ever since her mother died, life has become a quiet routine. She doesn't complain. She can't. There's no one to share her troubles with.
Then the rain came. And with it, Raki.
Raki. The boy who seems to be made of storm clouds... still and heavy, on the edge of something dangerous. He is an aviation student chasing a dream that isn't his, held together by promises he's afraid to break. On the surface, he appears cold. Not cruel... just distant, like a locked door no one has tried to open in a long time. But his eyes reveal too much. Arwen is the kind of girl who notices unspoken things.
Their first meeting is simple. A cup of coffee. A glance that lingers a moment too long. And an unforgettable smile.
But something shifts, quietly, like a loose thread.
He looks at her like he knows she's tired of carrying too much. And she looks at him like she sees the things he refuses to name. And for the first time, the rain outside the café feels less like background noise and more like a warning.
Because some people enter your life gently.
And some come like a question you're afraid to answer.
Written in the Sky, Raki
Mist Series #1
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