The Mirror Boy🪞

When **Nisha** moves into a forgotten colonial house with her grieving mother, she doesn't expect much-just creaking floors, peeling paint, and silence.
But on her first night, she finds something strange in her new room: an antique mirror that fogs from the *inside*.

And then she sees him.
A boy's reflection in the glass - tall, pale, eyes like silver smoke. He calls himself **Arin**, and he claims he's been trapped for a century, waiting for her.

At first, she tells herself it's loneliness, imagination, a trick of light. But every night, the glass breathes. Every night, the reflection moves closer.
And the more she sees him, the less she recognizes her own face.

Arin is charming, dangerous, heartbreakingly beautiful - and completely unreal.
Yet Nisha can't look away. His words feel like memories she never lived. His touch burns through the glass like fire and frost at once.

As their worlds begin to merge, Nisha discovers the truth:
Arin wasn't cursed. **He was the curse.**
And the moment she lets him in, she might never leave her reflection again.

"He was never just a shadow. He was everything I was meant to forget."