Mr. Neighbour
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Last published Thu, Jun 18, 2026
They say every girl dreams of love. But Neha Konidala had long shut the door on that dream and turned the key so hard that it snapped.
She didn't feared love because she never felt it, she feared it because she had seen what it could do - how it could twist, break and leave nothing behind but a woman with hollow eyes and smile she wore only for the world.
She built walls. Not homes, not castles. Just walls - tall, sharp and cold
She wore strength like second skin. Not even a single soul knew show hollow it was underneath. Not one hand and held her long enough to notice the tremble.
Ishaan Mudiraj has that kinda of smile that made people feel safe.
He was the type to notice when someones voice cracked mid sentence, the type who remember how you like your tea even if you told him once. Cheerful on the outside, kind to the core.
But if you looked closely, his journey had edges. There was something quite behind his eyes. Like a story he never told. Never told where he comes from. And yet he listened to everyone's pain like he had lived it too.
Ishaan believed in forever. He wanted love. He wasn't scared of someone's darkness. He wanted to hold them gently and remind them they deserve light.
NEHA × ISHAAN
Grumpy × Sunshine
Cynic × Romantic
She builds wall × He climbs/breaks them
Closed book × Curious reader
I don't love × I'll teach you how
She hides pain × He sees through it
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