Anshgupta0
Subtitle: The Girl Who Called Me an Overthinker
Ansh lives inside his head, convinced that every small delay is an impending catastrophe. His only survival rule for Class 10-B: sit at Desk 32, don't stand out, and survive the year.
But Desk 31 belongs to Shiori. Sharp-tongued, observant, and impossible to ignore, she instantly dubs him "Mr. Overthinker." Yet beneath her teasing confidence lies a girl who grips taxi door handles until her knuckles turn white, terrified of quiet alleyways and words left unsaid.
And then there is Marine-the bright, cheerful girl on their floor whose laughter fills every corridor. She makes jokes, asks ridiculous questions about the universe, and smiles as if loneliness could never touch her. But smiles are easy to stage. Behind closed doors, under the dim amber glow of a flickering bulb, the silence inside Marine's room is deafening.
When an impromptu trip to Hokkaido leaves two empty seats in the classroom, the fragile mask begins to crack. What happens when the girl who laughs the loudest realizes no one is listening?
On a quiet rooftop under cold stars, secrets will unravel. Because the greatest horror isn't what lurks in the dark-it's the storm raging silently behind a friend's eyes.
A raw psychological drama about overthinking, invisible isolation, and the fragile ties that keep us from falling apart.