𐙚 ˚⊹ 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝑼𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒑 ⊹˚𐙚 ༄ 𝐀 𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 × 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧 ༄ ────────୨ৎ──────── Tamira Basu trusts facts. People? Not so much. Quiet, observant, stubborn, and frighteningly good at noticing what others miss, Tamira knows a lie when she sees one. A trembling hand. A delayed reply. A detail that doesn't belong. Then a student from her college is found dead. And suddenly, everyone has something to hide. ꩜ Pradyut Sen. Calm. Unreadable. Infuriatingly composed. The rumors surrounding him are endless. Dangerous. Manipulative. Untouchable. And now... a suspect. When Tamira starts investigating the murder, Pradyut becomes the person she trusts the least. Unfortunately, he's also the person who seems to know the most. The more she digs, the stranger everything becomes. A missing piece of CCTV. An unknown number. A violet bracelet. A name Neysa left behind. And memories Tamira can't quite put together. Because someone is watching her. Someone knows what happened that night. And someone desperately wants her to stop looking. But there's one thing Tamira doesn't understand yet: Not every secret is someone else's. ✦ What if solving the murder means discovering something about yourself you were never meant to remember? > "I don't trust you." > Pradyut looked at me for a moment. "Good." > "Why?" > "Because trust makes people careless." 𐙚 Enemies. Suspects. Partners. ⚠︎ Trust carefully. Remember nothing. Suspect everyone. 𐙚 𝑷𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒚𝒖𝒕 𝑺𝒆𝒏 × 𝑻𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒂 𝑩𝒂𝒔𝒖 𐙚

At Nalanda University, love doesn't start with eye contact. It starts with a username. No names. No faces. Just late-night conversations typed under fake identities, where people say things they'd never dare to say out loud. There's an account everyone follows. @CampusConfessions_404 It posts secrets. Crushes. Regrets. Bad decisions. Worse decisions. Sometimes it creates love stories. Most of the time, it ruins them. And somehow, no one ever learns. Ananya Mehta has everything under control. Grades, schedules, future plans. Love is the only thing that keeps glitching. Every date ends badly. Every almost-relationship crashes before it begins. And there's always one common factor. Kabir Arora. The guy who shows up at the worst possible time, says the wrong thing, and walks away like he didn't just ruin everything. Meanwhile, somewhere between 2 a.m. and bad life choices, Ananya logs into her anonymous account and vents to someone she's never met. Someone who understands her. Someone who replies. Someone who knows exactly what to say. Kabir Arora has no interest in love. But he does have a habit of replying to strangers online. Especially one girl who rants about her disastrous love life and a very specific "idiot" who keeps showing up in it. He finds her annoying. He also replies every single time. Across campus, Rhea Kapoor and Arjun Malhotra are busy playing cupid. Secretly running the confession page. Pairing people up. Breaking people apart. Calling it "romantic intervention." It's not. It's chaos. And then there's Mira Desai, whose love life is a series of unfortunate events. And Ishaan Khanna, who somehow keeps being present for every single one of them. Not on purpose. Just... consistently. Six people. Three love stories. One campus where everyone is connected in ways they don't understand yet. And one very simple problem: They're all talking to each other. They just don't know it. Yet.