Bittersweeet Stories

Aasma Shankar, a determined student and an aspiring writer, stood on the brink of success. Aasma stood on the cusp of something bigger than herself, a fire burning in her chest. Life hadn't been kind to her, not from the beginning. Orphaned at an age when most were still learning to trust, she had grown up on her own terms. Every word she wrote was a testament to her strength-a strength that pulsed through her plays, where women weren't just characters seeking love. No, they were the architects of their own destinies, fierce and unyielding. But in Aasma's own heart, love remained a foreign concept. locked away. Then there was Sanket Sharma. The world knew him as a carefree social media darling, a 19-year-old living a life of privilege. But beneath the perfect surface, his world was crumbling. The loss of his mother had cast a shadow over everything, and no amount of fame or excess could fill the void she had left. He numbed himself with fleeting pleasures, but none of it ever brought him peace. Arrogance was his shield, but his soul was bruised, desperate for something, anything, that might give him a glimpse of meaning in this world that felt so empty. As their worlds collided, sparks flew. There was an unspoken tension, a yearning that neither could ignore. Aasma, wielding her pen like a sword, began to unravel Sanket's layers, slowly chipping away at the walls he had built. And in doing so, she offered him something he didn't know he needed-a refuge, a glimpse of hope. But it wasn't easy. Love never is.

Today is a busy day. Mirabel has a lot to do. But it doesn't matter because it's for her family. It's still a lot though. Well, someone has to do it. Warning Don't read the tags if you don't want to be spoiled I'm a noob writer. Just wrote this in a whim. During class. I'm totally not screwed because of all of my deadlines. So don't expect much. Also, this is going to be wholesome and fluffy but then it suddenly punches you in the gut out of nowhere and you can't do anything about it. Enjoy!