Silent-Art 4
  • LECTURES 1,552
  • Votes 211
  • Parties 10
  • Durée 10m
  • LECTURES 1,552
  • Votes 211
  • Parties 10
  • Durée 10m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement nov. 18, 2018
Contenu pour adultes
Welcome to the forth edition of my art book series! Unfortunately the first one was taken down due to a theft incident, but the second and third remain for all to enjoy as I write this.

Spotty updates guaranteed. 

For those new here, my name is Arty Sonan! Sacyo has also become popular to refer to me, as it is my joint signature.

I recently passed the threshold of adulthood, thus I can step into 18+ content. I will probably have nothing extreme, but a fair warning will be included in the beginning of chapters that have such content. I know I do have quite the number of underage readers so please be careful if you are of such age.
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"I wish I had never met you!" Deepika's voice echoed across the classroom, each word a dagger to my heart. "Excellent! At least we finally agree on something!" I fired back, even as a tear betrayed the storm of emotions within me. With those final, stinging words, Deepika stormed out, leaving a heavy silence in her wake. The classroom felt like a graveyard, and I stood there, rooted to the spot, desperately wishing I could chase after her and demand the truth. Maybe letting her go was the right choice. Perhaps this is meant to be my unfinished love story, a tale of what-ifs and almosts... ✨ No Deepika. This can't be his bike. Not Arjun's. But I couldn't deny what I saw-the familiar brown Royal Enfield, now twisted and crushed. My heart hammered as I circled around, hoping, praying it wasn't true, until my gaze landed on the number plate: TN56 0809. Arjun's bike. Deepika! Stop imagining things! Arjun would be fine! I felt the world shift, the noise around me blurring into a single, deafening hum. Ambulance and police sirens echoed, and a stranger's voice broke through: "Two boys. Spot dead. College students." I clutched my chest, gasping for air as reality slammed into me. "Arjun..." I whispered, barely holding myself together. Tears stung my face as I sank beside the wreck. "No, Please, No!" My voice cracked as the weight of regret settled in, suffocating me. ✨ Ex-Crush: More than just a crush, but a little less than love. ✨ Arjun and Deepika were hopelessly in love-only they never realized it. Will they find their way to each other, or will their love story remain forever unfinished? ✨ Join Arjun and Deepika on a journey back to those dreamy college days-days where every moment felt eternal, love was unspoken yet ever present, where friendship bloomed like wildflowers, offering a sanctuary from the harsh winds of reality. Come, wander with them through the corridors of college days, where the echoes of laughter still linger.