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Maybe woh sabke saath
aisi hi ho…
lekin Vihaan ko usse koi farq nahi padta tha.
Vihaan ne turant apni charm ability par lagi restrictions dheere se loosen kar di… aur effect almost instant tha.
Aria ki aankhen halki si widen ho gayi, jaise usse achanak kuch realise hua ho.
Uske neck se lekar chehre tak ek deep blush dheere dheere chadhne laga…
aur Vihaan clearly dekh sakta tha ki woh uss sudden attraction ko control karne ki koshish kar rahi thi.
Phir woh jhuki…
Closer, and closer.
Ek split second ke liye, Vihaan ko laga ki woh sach mein usse kiss karne wali hai.
Karne hi wali thi agar charm ability ki restriction na hatata toh ...
Uski pulse achanak tez hogayi
ek pal ke liye woh almost panic kar gaya.
Lekin bilkul last moment par, usne khud ko rok liya aur jhat se peeche hat gayi.
Phir bhi….
Vihaan ki nazar se woh chhupa nahi, uske chehre par ek pal ke liye regret ka halka sa flicker aaya…
isse pehle ki woh apna sir modh leti.
Uske liye lucky tha…
kisi aur ne kuch notice nahi kiya.
Jahan baaki log baithe the, wahan se unhe sirf Aria ki back dikh rahi thi…
uske short baal halka sa sway kar rahe the jab woh mudh rahi thi.
Jo abhi hua tha… woh kisi ne nahi dekha.
Vihaan ne turant apni charm skill ka lid wapas band kar diya‚ jaise hi Aria ek step peeche hati, khud ko compose karne ki koshish karte hue.
Yeh abhi - abhi kya hua muze.... ?
usne socha ,uska heart fast beat kar raha tha.
Kya woh hamesha se itna attractive lagta tha?
Pata nahi kyun… par achanak Vihaan uska exact type lagne laga tha.
Aur kya main-main almost…
usse kiss karne wali thi?
No… that’s impossible!
Haan, Vihaan handsome tha…
actually, shayad poori class mein sabse zyada
handsome.
Lekin woh saath hi class ka trash bhi tha.
Yahan strength zyada matter karti thi — looks se bhi zyada…
is duniya mein kisi bhi cheez se zyada.
Chahe usse ek handsome face pasand ho…
par woh phir bhi ek strong, average-looking man ko choose karegi instead of ek weak, beautiful ladka.
Usse aise thoughts aane hi nahi chahiye the…
khaaskar us jaise trash ke liye.
Phir bhi…
uski nazar ek baar phir Vihaan ke chehre par ja tik gayi.
Main aise kyun soch rahi hoon…?
Uski nazar phir se uske chehre par chali gayi.
Oh gods… yeh itna handsome kyun hai. Aur yeh lips…
Usne turant apna sir jhatka, apne thoughts ko zor se push karte hue.
"Are you alright?"
Vihaan ne poocha concern dikhate hue — uska tone bilkul perfect mix tha polite aur innocent ka.
Aria ne halki si khansi ki, thodi startled si, aur turant apne friends ki taraf mudh kar dekha.
Ek pal ke liye uski aankhon mein panic flicker hua…
phir relief aa gaya.
Unhone kuch nahi dekha tha…
bas thode confused looks the room ke us paar se.
Main safe hoon.
Usne ek last baar Vihaan ki aankhon mein dekha, uska expression dheere dheere calm hokar ek controlled smile mein badal gaya.
"I'm perfectly fine,"
usne kaha, uski voice phir se steady ho chuki thi, aur phir woh mudh kar chal di.
Jaise hi woh door jaane lagi, Vihaan ki nazrein usse follow karti rahi.
Woh apni nazar hata hi nahi paaya…
Jaise hi Aria door ja rahi thi, uske hips ka natural sway har step ke saath rhythm mein hil raha tha — effortless, lekin aankhon ko kheench lene wala.
Uski short skirt ke neeche uska curvy figure clearly define ho raha tha…
aur har movement ke saath uska shape subtly shift hota, ek soft sa bounce create karta jo ignore karna mushkil tha.
Fabric ke neeche se uske
panties ka faint sa outline bhi nazar aa raha tha…
Vihaan ki aankhen ek pal ke liye wahan atak gayi…
jaise dimaag ne baaki sab kuch filter kar diya ho.
She's so hot… and cute!
Peeche kahin, he could already imagine kar sakta tha ki woh softly wahi baat repeat kar rahi hogi jo usne boli thi, her voice bright aur animated.
Aur baaki log ek dusre ko dekh rahe the, clearly Aria ki explanation pe doubt tha.
Sabke faces pe confusion tha, but koi kuch bol nahi raha tha.
Vihaan apni seat pe lean back ho gaya, unki murmurs ko background noise ki tarah fade hone diya.
Usne ye reaction already expect kiya tha
curiosity, whispers, disbelief
It didn’t matter.
Let them talk
Jitna woh usko underestimate karenge, utna hi easy hoga uske liye shadows me move karna aur sabko surpass karna.
Andar hi andar, uske thoughts abhi bhi Aria ke saath hui interaction ke around hi ghoom rahe the.
That effect was a bit too strong…
usne socha, brow halka sa furrow hota hua.
Maine sirf thoda sa charm release kiya…
aur woh almost khud hi mujhe kiss karne wali thi.
Usne dheere se swallow kiya. Agar maine ise fully unleash kar diya hota…?
Kya woh seedha… mujh par zapat padti ? Yahin… sabke saamne?
A grin uske lips ke corner par slowly appear hua.
Yeh system… thoda zyada hi overpowered lag raha hai.
Uski nazar ek pal ke liye class par gayi.
Lagta hai…
class ki beauties ko conquer karna kaafi easy hone wala hai.
Jaise-jaise minutes pass hote gaye, aur classmates andar aane lage.
Har ek darwaze par ruk gaya…
Aur jaise hi unki nazar Vihaan par padi, unke face par wahi same shock flash hua.
As the minutes trickled by, aur classmates dheere-dheere andar aane lage.
Har ek darwaze par ruk gaya…
Aur jaise hi unki nazar Vihaan par padi, unke face par wahi same shock flash hua.
As the minutes trickled by, aur classmates dheere-dheere andar aane lage.
Har ek darwaze par ruk jaata…
Aur jaise hi unki nazar uspar padti, unke faces par wahi same
surprise flash ho jaata hai.
“Look! It’s Vihaan!”
Zyada log sirf shocked the…
lekin koi bhi uske paas aane ki himmat nahi kar raha tha.
Aria aur uski friends ne usse jo kuch bhi pata chala tha, woh share karne mein bilkul time waste nahi kiya.
Vihaan ko khud kuch explain karne ki zaroorat hi nahi padi.
Thodi hi der mein, bada theatre hall completely fill ho gaya—rows of desks, students se packed, sab ek wide semicircle mein stage ke around arranged the.
Finally…
homeroom start hone ka time aa gaya.
Tabhi—
William andar aaya.
Apne usual lackeys ke saath, full attitude mein chalte hue, unki loud laughter hall mein echo kar rahi thi…
Phir uski nazar Vihaan par padi....
Aur uski smug smile wahi freeze ho gayi.
For a split second, disbelief aur panic uske face par flash hua.
Phir utni hi jaldi, grin wapas aa gaya—aur bhi zyada wide, aur zyada sharp.
Vihaan ko almost applaud karne ka mann hua.
Is Chutiye ki skin… admire karne layak hai.
Is Chutiye ko zara sa bhi regret feel nahi ho raha!
Oh, look! Trash Vihaan dungeon se zinda bahar aa gaya!”
William ne announce kiya, uski voice mock cheer se bhari hui thi.
“Tu toh kaafi lucky bastard nikla, hai na?”
Woh aisle se Vihaan ki taraf badhne laga, lekin uska group apni seats lene laga toh mood turant shift ho gaya.
Unka homeroom teacher andar aa chuka tha.
Ek middle-aged aadmi, well-groomed beard aur easy smile ke saath, podium tak aaya.
Uski blue aur silver robes magical lights ke neeche halki si shimmer kar rahi thi.
Professor George.
Wahi pretentious aadmi jisne unhe dungeon mein lead kiya tha.
Vihaan ne hard way se seekh liya tha ki us smile par trust nahi karna chahiye.
William ne irritation mein tongue click kiya aur apni seat par baith gaya.
Of course, George ne Vihaan ko almost turant notice kar liya.
Uski warm smile aur bhi widen ho gayi.
“Young Vihaan!
I’m so glad to see you alive and well.
Tum soch bhi nahi sakte kitna relief mila jab hume pata chala ki tum mil gaye aur safely wapas lae gaye.
Jab tum bridge se slip hoke gire the, hum sab kaafi devastated the.
Truly, it warms my heart to have you with us again.”
Vihaan ne bas halkasa nod kiya.
Bhosdiii kaa…
Iski shamelessness unbelievable thi.
Uska mann phir se clap karne ka ho raha tha.
Formalities khatam hote hi, homeroom properly start ho gaya.
Attendance li gayi, aur usual morning theory classes shuru ho gayi.
Hours dheere-dheere blur hone lage, jab woh teen classes attend karte rahe—Mana Theory, Wilderness Survival, aur History.
Vihaan focus karne ki koshish kar raha tha…
lekin uske thoughts baar-baar drift ho rahe the.
Jitna ho saka, Vihaan ne absorb kiya, saath hi ek wary nazar William par rakhi—jo kabhi-kabhi sirf usse sneer karne ke liye mud jaata tha.
By midday, lectures khatam ho gaye.
“That’s all for today,”
Professor George ne apni book band karte hue kaha.
“Agar kisi ko koi questions ho, toh mere office mein aa sakte ho.”
Nikal bhosdi ke
Vihaan ne dhire se
kaha....
Aur itna kehkar, woh nikal gaya—uski robes peeche halki si flutter kar rahi thi.
Classroom turant chatter se fill ho gaya.
Afternoon sessions combat training ke liye the.
lekin abhi bhi do ghante ka free time tha—lunch aur rest ke liye.
Gossip aur boasting ke liye perfect time.
Chapter 7.......end
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Afternoon sessions combat training ke liye hone wale the, but abhi bhi two hours free time tha—lunch aur rest.
Perfect time for gossip aur boasting ka.
Vihaan ne William ko dekha jo ek group of girls ke saath
kaafi animatedly baat kar raha tha aur uske
usual followers uski har baat ko attention de rahe the.
Clearly woh apne dungeon exploits ki koi story suna raha tha.
Vihaan ne disgust me halka sa snort kiya.
Probably sab lies hi honge, but girls uski baaton me completely interested lag rahi thi.
Every fibre of his being wanted to stand up and smash that smug smile off William’s face.
Isa chutiye ne bina kisi reason ke usko maarne ki koshish ki thi, bridge se push karke
dark lower floors me gira diya tha, aur ab yahan khada tha bilkul araam se preening like a rooster.
Vihaan ne apne daant bheench liye aur apne aap ko force kiya to breathe slowly.
“Relax,” usne apne aap se kaha. “Uska time aayega.” bohot hi jaldi just wait....
tab mai axchee se ganda marunga isa chutiye
ki ....
{Host ....aap kahi}
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{ Host......}
Usne William ko ek cold aur patient gaze se dekha.
“Your death won’t be painless.
I’ll make it slow…
very slow.”
William ka hasi
(laughter) beech sentence mai hi ruk gayi.
Woh suddenly stiff ho gaya, jaise kisi cold presence ne usko touch kiya ho.
Confused sa hoke woh piche muda.
“Huh. Mujhe pakka laga tha ki abhi kisi ka
killing intent feel hua,”
he khud se mutter karta hua bola, room ko scan karte hue.
Weird…
shayad maine hi imagine kar liya hoga.
Vihaan ne tab tak apni gaze shift kar li thi, just as William ne piche turn kiya.
“Idhar-udhar kuch odd sa feel hua tha kya?”
William ne dheere se khud se hi bola.
room ko suspiciously dekhte hue.
“Nahi… shayad mera illusion hoga.”
Usne shrug kiya aur focus wapas apni baaton par le aaya.
Vihaan ki nazar ek brief moment ke liye Isolde par padi....
woh beautiful girl, jo indirectly uski near demise ka reason
bani thi thodi side me khadi thi, baaki sab se alag, aur ek skeptical expression ke saath sab kuch quietly observe kar rahi thi.
Uske long, pointed ears faintly twitch hue—ek clear telltale sign of her elven heritage ka.
Even among elves bhi woh alag hi stand out karti thi.
Uske silver-blonde baal uski back par cascade ho rahe the like liquid light, soft illumination me chamak rahe the.
Uski pale violet eyes, sharp aur thoughtful, William par fixed thi—jaise woh har word ko dissect kar rahi ho jo uske muh se nikal raha tha.
Baaki sab ke opposite, woh uski stories se fully convinced nahi lag rahi thi.
Vihaan dekh raha tha jab ek aur student...
ek catkin girl.... Lyra
Isolde ke paas aayi aur uske kaan me kuch whisper kiya.
Isolde ne ek strand of hair apne ear ke piche brush kiya, completely unaware of his gaze.
Ek fleeting moment ke liye uski eyes room me idhar-udhar gayi aur phir seedha us par lock ho gayi.
Chapter 8.... end
Ek heartbeat ke liye dono ne ek dusre ko look away nahi kiya.
Phir, Vihaan ki surprise ke liye, usne usko smile de diya.
Ek chhoti si, warm aur reassuring smile—soft si, jo almost usko disarm kar rahi thi.
It wasn't mocking, nor pitying
bilkul bhi aisa nahi tha.
Us smile me na koi taana tha, na hi koi daya ka bhaav.
Simple si, genuine warmth thi, jo unexpectedly usko thoda sa pause karwa gayi.
It was… kind?
Vihaan blinked, caught off guard.
No one in the class ever looked at him like that.
Uski smile ek moment aur linger ki, before her cheeks turned a faint shade of pink.
She quickly averted her gaze, ek strand of hair behind her ear tuck karte hue, jaise apni hi reaction se thodi embarrassed ho.
Vihaan blink kiya, thoda caught off guard.
Class mein kisi ne bhi usse kabhi aise nahi dekha tha.
Uski smile ek pal aur tik gayi…
phir uske gaalon par halka sa pink shade aa gaya.
Woh jaldi se apni nazar hata leti hai, ek strand of hair ko ear ke peeche tuck karte hue—jaise apni hi reaction se thodi embarrassed ho.
Vihaan kuch seconds tak usse dekhta reh gaya, chest mein ek ajeeb sa stir feel hota hua.
Samajh nahi aa raha tha usse ki yeh kya tha.
Phir, jaise us fragile moment ko todne ke liye hi—
William ki voice hawa ko cheer gayi.
Usne bilkul wahi moment pakad liya…
jaise ek coward pakadta hai.
“Hey, Trash!”
Usne chillaya itna loud ki poora room ek hi moment mein uski taraf turn ho gaya.
Uske cronies turant Vihaan ki taraf snap kar gaye, usse glare karte hue.
Unke faces wahi usual, practiced disgust mein twist ho gaye—jaise woh expression unhone armor ki tarah pehen rakha ho.
Vihaan ki eyes ek second ke liye William ke table ki taraf gayi.
Woh seedha usi ko dekh raha tha…
ek violent expression ke saath.
“I need a target for practice later,”
William ne loud call out kiya, uske lips par dheere dheere ek cruel si grin spread hoti hui.
“Make sure you don’t run off.”
Boys ka group halki si hansi (snicker) karta hua bahar nikal gaya, apni chhoti si theater of cruelty mein full triumphant feel lete hue.
As always, baaki class ne jaise kuch hua hi nahi aisa behave kiya, aur chatter wapas start ho gayi.
Vihaan ne kuch nahi bola
silence uski habit thi.
And William ne us silence ko acceptance samajh liya.
Usko kya pata tha—yeh Vihaan ab woh same helpless guy nahi tha.
Koi ungali karne aaye toh Vihaan
sabki ache se gand mara sakta hai ....
“Main ab woh same helpless guy nahi hoon jo pehle tha, William chutiye....
Jab tak tu yeh realise karega tab tak bahut der ho chuki hogi ....
Vihaan ne side glance kiya, aur uski nazar Mira par gayi jo William ke arm se chipki hui thi
poori tarah possessive...
jaise usko apna claim jata rahi ho, hamesha ki tarah uske against press hote hue.
Sabko pata tha ki woh ladki William ke saath completely involved thi; aur woh khud bhi is baat ko show off karne se zara bhi nahi katrati thi.
Back then, woh sirf ek aur ambitious ladki thi.
beautiful, cunning, aur academy ke social ladder pe chadhne ke liye kisi bhi had tak jaane ko ready.
Aur usne apni nazar seedha William par tikayi thi.
Woh unki class ka golden boy tha.
talented, confident, aur uski reputation aisi thi ki jahan bhi woh jata, sabki attention automatically us par chali jaati.
Mira ko wahi chahiye tha.
Usse chahiye thi woh eyes…
woh whispers…
aur sabse zyada, woh envy—jo naturally aati hai jab tum William jaise kisi ke saath khade hote ho.
Lekin William…
apni arrogance ke
bawajood, uske standards the.
Woh chase nahi karta tha—woh choose karta tha.
Isliye, usse uski nazar apni taraf kheechni thi.
Shuru mein, usne charm play kiya—subtle glances, uske jokes par fake laughter, chhote chhote compliments…
jaise seeds plant kar rahi ho, right moment ka wait karte hue.
Par jab yeh approach fast enough kaam nahi kiya, usne apna game shift kar diya.
Ab woh zyada aggressive thi…
zyada bold… aur clearly more daring.
Aur tab—usne apni attention Vihaan ki taraf turn ki.
Woh ekdum perfect pawn tha.
William ka punching bag…
woh banda jisko sab openly mock karte the, bina kisi hesitation ke.
Usse target karna smart move tha—bina desperate lage, seedha William ki good books mein entry mil rahi thi.
Har insult jo woh uspe fekti thi…
har “accidental” mishap jo woh class ya training mein uske saath karti thi…
uska seedha result milta—William ka ek glance, ek smirk, kabhi kabhi halka sa approval.
Aur wahi usse chahiye tha.
Zyada time nahi laga.
William ne poora bait le liya—hook, line, aur sinker.
Ab usse woh ladki “bold” lagti thi, thodi “spirited”…
aur kaafi “amusing.”
Aur dheere dheere, bina kisi ko realise hue…
Usse woh mil gaya jo woh shuru se chahti thi—
Uski Attention
Ab, months baad…..
Mira ke paas woh sab tha jo usne kabhi chaha tha.
Woh uski unofficial girlfriend ban chuki thi
haalanki ....
“bedwarmer”
shayad zyada sahi word hota.
William usse ek trophy ki tarah flaunt karta tha…
ek pretty cheez, jise woh tab saath rakhta jab usse apni dominance show karni hoti, jaise kisi prized possession ko logon ke saamne dikhaya jaata hai.
Aur Mira…
apna role perfectly play kar rahi thi.
Woh uske jokes par hasta thi, uske ego ko flatter karti thi.
aur jab woh apna haath possessively uske shoulders par daalta toh bina protest ke uske saath chalti rehti....
jabki baaki ladkiyan side se jalti hui nazron se dekh rahi hoti, unki aankhon mein clear envy dikh rahi hoti.
Har cheez bilkul waise hi ho rahi thi jaise usne plan kiya tha.
Lekin…..
us perfect smile ke peeche
kuch aur bhi chhupa hua tha.
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Afternoon sessions combat training ke liye hone wale the, but abhi bhi two hours free time tha—lunch aur rest.
Perfect time for gossip aur boasting ka.
Vihaan ne William ko dekha jo ek group of girls ke saath
kaafi animatedly baat kar raha tha aur uske
usual followers uski har baat ko attention de rahe the.
Clearly woh apne dungeon exploits ki koi story suna raha tha.
Vihaan ne disgust me halka sa snort kiya.
Probably sab lies hi honge, but girls uski baaton me completely interested lag rahi thi.
Every fibre of his being wanted to stand up and smash that smug smile off William’s face.
Isa chutiye ne bina kisi reason ke usko maarne ki koshish ki thi, bridge se push karke
dark lower floors me gira diya tha, aur ab yahan khada tha bilkul araam se preening like a rooster.
Vihaan ne apne daant bheench liye aur apne aap ko force kiya to breathe slowly.
“Relax,” usne apne aap se kaha. “Uska time aayega.” bohot hi jaldi just wait....
tab mai axchee se ganda marunga isa chutiye
ki ....
{Host ....aap kahi
(
{ Host......}
Usne William ko ek cold aur patient gaze se dekha.
“Your death won’t be painless.
I’ll make it slow…
very slow.”
William ka hasi
(laughter) beech sentence mai hi ruk gayi.
Woh suddenly stiff ho gaya, jaise kisi cold presence ne usko touch kiya ho.
Confused sa hoke woh piche muda.
“Huh. Mujhe pakka laga tha ki abhi kisi ka
killing intent feel hua,”
he khud se mutter karta hua bola, room ko scan karte hue.
Weird…
shayad maine hi imagine kar liya hoga.
Vihaan ne tab tak apni gaze shift kar li thi, just as William ne piche turn kiya.
“Idhar-udhar kuch odd sa feel hua tha kya?”
William ne dheere se khud se hi bola.
room ko suspiciously dekhte hue.
“Nahi… shayad mera illusion hoga.”
Usne shrug kiya aur focus wapas apni baaton par le aaya.
Vihaan ki nazar ek brief moment ke liye Isolde par padi....
woh beautiful girl, jo indirectly uski near demise ka reason
bani thi thodi side me khadi thi, baaki sab se alag, aur ek skeptical expression ke saath sab kuch quietly observe kar rahi thi.
Uske long, pointed ears faintly twitch hue—ek clear telltale sign of her elven heritage ka.
Even among elves bhi woh alag hi stand out karti thi.
Uske silver-blonde baal uski back par cascade ho rahe the like liquid light, soft illumination me chamak rahe the.
Uski pale violet eyes, sharp aur thoughtful, William par fixed thi—jaise woh har word ko dissect kar rahi ho jo uske muh se nikal raha tha.
Baaki sab ke opposite, woh uski stories se fully convinced nahi lag rahi thi.
Vihaan dekh raha tha jab ek aur student...
ek catkin girl.... Lyra
Isolde ke paas aayi aur uske kaan me kuch whisper kiya.
Isolde ne ek strand of hair apne ear ke piche brush kiya, completely unaware of his gaze.
Ek fleeting moment ke liye uski eyes room me idhar-udhar gayi aur phir seedha us par lock ho gayi.
Chapter 8.... end
Ek heartbeat ke liye dono ne ek dusre ko look away nahi kiya.
Phir, Vihaan ki surprise ke liye, usne usko smile de diya.
Ek chhoti si, warm aur reassuring smile—soft si, jo almost usko disarm kar rahi thi.
It wasn't mocking, nor pitying
bilkul bhi aisa nahi tha.
Us smile me na koi taana tha, na hi koi daya ka bhaav.
Simple si, genuine warmth thi, jo unexpectedly usko thoda sa pause karwa gayi.
It was… kind?
Vihaan blinked, caught off guard.
No one in the class ever looked at him like that.
Uski smile ek moment aur linger ki, before her cheeks turned a faint shade of pink.
She quickly averted her gaze, ek strand of hair behind her ear tuck karte hue, jaise apni hi reaction se thodi embarrassed ho.
Vihaan blink kiya, thoda caught off guard.
Class mein kisi ne bhi usse kabhi aise nahi dekha tha.
Uski smile ek pal aur tik gayi…
phir uske gaalon par halka sa pink shade aa gaya.
Woh jaldi se apni nazar hata leti hai, ek strand of hair ko ear ke peeche tuck karte hue—jaise apni hi reaction se thodi embarrassed ho.
Vihaan kuch seconds tak usse dekhta reh gaya, chest mein ek ajeeb sa stir feel hota hua.
Samajh nahi aa raha tha usse ki yeh kya tha.
Phir, jaise us fragile moment ko todne ke liye hi—
William ki voice hawa ko cheer gayi.
Usne bilkul wahi moment pakad liya…
jaise ek coward pakadta hai.
“Hey, Trash!”
Usne chillaya itna loud ki poora room ek hi moment mein uski taraf turn ho gaya.
Uske cronies turant Vihaan ki taraf snap kar gaye, usse glare karte hue.
Unke faces wahi usual, practiced disgust mein twist ho gaye—jaise woh expression unhone armor ki tarah pehen rakha ho.
Vihaan ki eyes ek second ke liye William ke table ki taraf gayi.
Woh seedha usi ko dekh raha tha…
ek violent expression ke saath.
“I need a target for practice later,”
William ne loud call out kiya, uske lips par dheere dheere ek cruel si grin spread hoti hui.
“Make sure you don’t run off.”
Boys ka group halki si hansi (snicker) karta hua bahar nikal gaya, apni chhoti si theater of cruelty mein full triumphant feel lete hue.
As always, baaki class ne jaise kuch hua hi nahi aisa behave kiya, aur chatter wapas start ho gayi.
Vihaan ne kuch nahi bola
silence uski habit thi.
And William ne us silence ko acceptance samajh liya.
Usko kya pata tha—yeh Vihaan ab woh same helpless guy nahi tha.
Koi ungali karne aaye toh Vihaan
sabki ache se gand mara sakta hai ....
“Main ab woh same helpless guy nahi hoon jo pehle tha, William chutiye....
Jab tak tu yeh realise karega tab tak bahut der ho chuki hogi ....
Vihaan ne side glance kiya, aur uski nazar Mira par gayi jo William ke arm se chipki hui thi
poori tarah possessive...
jaise usko apna claim jata rahi ho, hamesha ki tarah uske against press hote hue.
Sabko pata tha ki woh ladki William ke saath completely involved thi; aur woh khud bhi is baat ko show off karne se zara bhi nahi katrati thi.
Back then, woh sirf ek aur ambitious ladki thi.
beautiful, cunning, aur academy ke social ladder pe chadhne ke liye kisi bhi had tak jaane ko ready.
Aur usne apni nazar seedha William par tikayi thi.
Woh unki class ka golden boy tha.
talented, confident, aur uski reputation aisi thi ki jahan bhi woh jata, sabki attention automatically us par chali jaati.
Mira ko wahi chahiye tha.
Usse chahiye thi woh eyes…
woh whispers…
aur sabse zyada, woh envy—jo naturally aati hai jab tum William jaise kisi ke saath khade hote ho.
Lekin William…
apni arrogance ke
bawajood, uske standards the.
Woh chase nahi karta tha—woh choose karta tha.
Isliye, usse uski nazar apni taraf kheechni thi.
Shuru mein, usne charm play kiya—subtle glances, uske jokes par fake laughter, chhote chhote compliments…
jaise seeds plant kar rahi ho, right moment ka wait karte hue.
Par jab yeh approach fast enough kaam nahi kiya, usne apna game shift kar diya.
Ab woh zyada aggressive thi…
zyada bold… aur clearly more daring.
Aur tab—usne apni attention Vihaan ki taraf turn ki.
Woh ekdum perfect pawn tha.
William ka punching bag…
woh banda jisko sab openly mock karte the, bina kisi hesitation ke.
Usse target karna smart move tha—bina desperate lage, seedha William ki good books mein entry mil rahi thi.
Har insult jo woh uspe fekti thi…
har “accidental” mishap jo woh class ya training mein uske saath karti thi…
uska seedha result milta—William ka ek glance, ek smirk, kabhi kabhi halka sa approval.
Aur wahi usse chahiye tha.
Zyada time nahi laga.
William ne poora bait le liya—hook, line, aur sinker.
Ab usse woh ladki “bold” lagti thi, thodi “spirited”…
aur kaafi “amusing.”
Aur dheere dheere, bina kisi ko realise hue…
Usse woh mil gaya jo woh shuru se chahti thi—
Uski Attention
Ab, months baad…..
Mira ke paas woh sab tha jo usne kabhi chaha tha.
Woh uski unofficial girlfriend ban chuki thi
haalanki ....
“bedwarmer”
shayad zyada sahi word hota.
William usse ek trophy ki tarah flaunt karta tha…
ek pretty cheez, jise woh tab saath rakhta jab usse apni dominance show karni hoti, jaise kisi prized possession ko logon ke saamne dikhaya jaata hai.
Aur Mira…
apna role perfectly play kar rahi thi.
Woh uske jokes par hasta thi, uske ego ko flatter karti thi.
aur jab woh apna haath possessively uske shoulders par daalta toh bina protest ke uske saath chalti rehti....
jabki baaki ladkiyan side se jalti hui nazron se dekh rahi hoti, unki aankhon mein clear envy dikh rahi hoti.
Har cheez bilkul waise hi ho rahi thi jaise usne plan kiya tha.
Lekin…..
us perfect smile ke peeche
kuch aur bhi chhupa hua tha.
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Chapter....9
bas ek aur uniform, baaki sab jaise.....
Phir bhi, kuch log uski taraf curious nazar se dekhne se khud ko rok nahi paaye...
Academy ka cafeteria poore ek wing mein phaila hua tha.
Uski unchi chhat par tairti hui lights lagi thi, jo neeche lambi tables par halki si garam, golden roshni daal rahi thi.
Hawa mein pakke hue meat, masalon aur abhi abhi bani hui bread ki khushboo faili hui thi
itni zabardast ki jo student apne hi khayalon mein khoya ho, usse bhi achanak bhook lag jaaye.
Vihaan chup chaap line mein khada ho gaya, jaise wait karna uski aadat ho.
Jab uski baari aayi, usne sabse simple khana liya...
“ek bowl meat wali gravy, saath mein thodi salad, ek tukda bread aur ek glass cold drink.”
Kuch bhi khaas nahi…
bas garam aur pet bharne wala khana.
Phir woh apni tray uthakar ek kone wali khaali table par jaa baitha...
shor se thoda door.
Baaki students ki awaazein dheere dheere peeche chali gayi, bas halka sa shor reh gaya jab woh baith gaya.
Pehla chamach lete hi meat wali gravy ka taste zabardast laga....
“aisa ki woh expect bhi nahi kar raha tha, aur use thoda sukoon sa feel hua.”
Sukoon
Chhoti si cheez thi, par itne mahino ke dard ke baad yeh bhi ajeeb sa lag raha tha.
Ab uske paas strong hone ka ek raasta tha.
Ab use aisa feel nahi ho raha tha jaise uske sir par hamesha koi talwar latak rahi ho.
Phir bhi…
mujhe jaldi system points chahiye.
“System points nahi honge ... matlab ekdum se strong hone ka koi mauka nahi.”
Kya power waise hi hoti hai jaise log bolte hain?
Insaan ko andha bana deti hai aur bigaad deti hai?
Mujhe dhyaan rakhna hoga…
kabhi bhi zyada overconfident nahi banna hai.
Vihaan aaraam se dheere dheere khaata raha, paas wali tables se aa rahi halki si awaazon ko bas aise hi sunte hue.
Zyada tar baatein waise bhi itni khaas nahi thi ki unpar dhyaan diya jaaye.
Usne kuch baatein suni....
Agli field assignment ki afwaayein, seniors ke duels ki gossip, aur kaun kiske saath hai uski charcha.
Vihaan ne bread ka ek tukda toda aur use meat wali gravy mein duboya, aadhi band aankhon ke saath…
Uske khayal dheere dheere andar ki taraf mud gaye.
Uske jism mein halka sa dard abhi bhi tha, jo use yaad dila raha tha ki use abhi kitna grow karna baaki hai...
Physicaliy... Maintally....Power
Par usne pehla step le liya tha.
Kisi ne change notice nahi kiya…..
usne socha
Aur uske liye yeh achha hi tha
kyunki zyada tar logon ne toh usse pehle kabhi dhyaan se dekha hi nahi tha.
Agar kisi ne sach mein dhyaan se dekha hota, toh unhe fark zaroor dikhta...
uski height thodi badh gayi thi, aankhon mein ek halki si chamak aa gayi thi jo pehle nahi thi‚
kandhon mein ek tightness thi…
aur saans lene ke tareeke mein chhupa hua confidence.
Par kisi ne notice nahi kiya.
Unka dimaag in chhoti chhoti details ko samajhne se pehle hi ignore kar deta tha.
Aur yeh baat Vihaan ke liye bilkul perfect thi.
Usne apna khana chup chaap finish kiya, aur last tak apna cold drink bhi khatam kar diya.
Abhi use William se deal karna tha.
Kya woh uska saamna karne ke liye ready tha?
Nahi
Par ab woh itna kamzor bhi nahi raha tha ki pehle ki tarah kuch kar hi na paaye.
Academy ke andar bina duel file kiye fights allowed nahi thi…
par William ke paas uski life hell banane ke aur bhi tareeke the.
Woh log bina mana use kiye bhi usse maar sakte the.
Of course, ab Vihaan itna confident ho chuka tha ki pehle ki tarah koi usse easily daba nahi sakta tha.
Khana khatam karne ke baad woh seedha apne dorm (Room) ki taraf nikal gaya.
Mujhe apna plan jaldi shuru karna hoga.
Uska plan simple tha.
Aria uska pehla target hone wali thi.
Us chhoti si ladki ne uske saamne thoda zyada hi bold behave kiya tha…
aur uski charm ability ne already cheezein shuru kar di thi.
Vihaan ne ek kagaz nikala likhne ke liye, aur haath aage badhaya....
jaise hi usne socha, ek chhoti si glass ki bottle uske haath mein aa gayi...
jisme bilkul normal si dikhne wali ink bhari hui thi...
“Mujhe nahi pata iska effect usi raat hoga ya kisi bhi din… System, yeh kaise kaam karta hai?”
[System]
{Host… Yearning Ink ka effect tab start hoga jab target pehli baar so jayega.}
[System]
{Effect repeat karne ke liye—target ka naam dobara likhna zaroori hai, Host.}
[System]
{Host ....ek baat bolu}
Haa bolo
{Host...Aap gussa thye aur mai bich Mai bol padi sry.... }
{Host....mai sirf thodi si masti kar rahi thi ...usa chutiye ke wajah se aap gusaa thye isliye }
It's ohk par aagye se dhyan rakhna ...
{Ohk host ....aagye se dhyan rakhungi ...mood acha ho ya sad tab masti majak karungi mai... aur mai aapke sath hun host hamesha...
}
Ha baba
{Mere pyare host ....
}
....
"Sahi baat hai. Ink toh khatam hone se rahi, toh tension ki koi baat hi nahi.
Jab dil chahe, tab use kar sakta hoon."
Usne table se wo quill (pankh wali pen) uthayi aur pehla naam likha.
Aria.
Aur phir doosra.
Mira.
"Mira ka naam likhna ek risk tha, ye wo achi tarah jaanta tha.
Lekin kal use saamne dekh kar Mira ka reaction kya hoga, ye janne ki utsukta usme kahin zyada thi.
Uska maqsad ye dekhna tha ke is 'effect' ka asar alag alag logon par kaise hota hai.
Agar wo ise kisi aise anjaan insaan par use karta hai
jiska usse koi lena-dena nahi hai, ya kisi aise insaan par jo usse nafrat karta hai
kya tab bhi unke nazariye mein koi badlao ayega?
Aur phir Aria thi....
Uske naam ke saath wo ye dekhna chahta tha
ke jab pehle se koi mulaqat ho, tab ye effect kaisa kaam karta hai.
Aria ke mamle mein, use laga ke kal subah ke mulaqat ki wajah se wo yahi sochegi ke use aisa khwaab aaya.
Aur agar sab kuch plan ke mutabiq raha, toh kal Aria khud chalkar uske paas ayegi."
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Plan in motion
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Mira ke perfect smile ke peeche kuch aur bhi chhupa hua tha.
Woh pyaar mein nahi thi.
Kabhi thi hi nahi uske pyar mai woh....
William uske liye bas ek jariya tha…
Ek raasta, jisse woh apni manzil tak pahunch sake.
Usse William ke baare mein sab pata tha .....
Woh self-obsessed tha, logon ke saath bura behave karta tha, aur andar se kaafi khokla tha.
Phir bhi…
Usse koi problem nahi thi.
Jab tak woh usse top par banaye rakhta hai....
Tab tak Mira sab kuch accept karne ko ready thi.
Still, jab aaj usne door se Vihaan ko unhe dekhte hue pakda, uski aankhon mein kuch aisa tha....
Jo use thoda bechain kar gaya.
Woh usual dar ya gussa nahi tha...
jo woh expect karti thi.
“Woh shaant tha…
aankhon mein thandak thi… aur woh bas aaraam se wait kar raha tha.”
(Sabke ache se lavde lagane ka...)
Vihaan ki nazar kuch aur pal tak un par tikki rahi.
Class khatam hone ke baad bhi woh wahi baitha raha,
jab tak zyada tar log bahar nahi chale gaye.
Phir aaram se apni seat se utha.
“Usse shanti zyada achi lagti thi.”
“Lunch ka time
ho gaya.”
Woh dheere se classroom se bahar nikla, halki si chaal ke saath, dono haath pockets mein daalte hue.
“academy ke raaste jaldi hi bharne lage the…”
students chhote chhote groups mein, baat karte hue cafeteria ki taraf ja rahe the.
Woh bina kisi effort ke bheed mein ghul mil gaya…
Woh pyaar mein nahi thi.
Kabhi thi hi nahi uske pyar mai woh....
William uske liye bas ek jariya tha…
Ek raasta, jisse woh apni manzil tak pahunch sake.
Usse William ke baare mein sab pata tha .....
Woh self-obsessed tha, logon ke saath bura behave karta tha, aur andar se kaafi khokla tha.
Phir bhi…
Usse koi problem nahi thi.
Jab tak woh usse top par banaye rakhta hai....
Tab tak Mira sab kuch accept karne ko ready thi.
Still, jab aaj usne door se Vihaan ko unhe dekhte hue pakda, uski aankhon mein kuch aisa tha....
Jo use thoda bechain kar gaya.
Woh usual dar ya gussa nahi tha...
jo woh expect karti thi.
“Woh shaant tha…
aankhon mein thandak thi… aur woh bas aaraam se wait kar raha tha.”
(Sabke ache se lavde lagane ka...)
Vihaan ki nazar kuch aur pal tak un par tikki rahi.
Class khatam hone ke baad bhi woh wahi baitha raha,
jab tak zyada tar log bahar nahi chale gaye.
Phir aaram se apni seat se utha.
“Usse shanti zyada achi lagti thi.”
“Lunch ka time
ho gaya.”
Woh dheere se classroom se bahar nikla, halki si chaal ke saath, dono haath pockets mein daalte hue.
“academy ke raaste jaldi hi bharne lage the…”
students chhote chhote groups mein, baat karte hue cafeteria ki taraf ja rahe the.
Woh bina kisi effort ke bheed mein ghul mil gaya…
bas ek aur uniform, baaki sab jaise.....
Phir bhi, kuch log uski taraf curious nazar se dekhne se khud ko rok nahi paaye...
Academy ka cafeteria poore ek wing mein phaila hua tha.
Uski unchi chhat par tairti hui lights lagi thi, jo neeche lambi tables par halki si garam, golden roshni daal rahi thi.
Hawa mein pakke hue meat, masalon aur abhi abhi bani hui bread ki khushboo faili hui thi
itni zabardast ki jo student apne hi khayalon mein khoya ho, usse bhi achanak bhook lag jaaye.
Vihaan chup chaap line mein khada ho gaya, jaise wait karna uski aadat ho.
Jab uski baari aayi, usne sabse simple khana liya...
“ek bowl meat wali gravy, saath mein thodi salad, ek tukda bread aur ek glass cold drink.”
Kuch bhi khaas nahi…
bas garam aur pet bharne wala khana.
Phir woh apni tray uthakar ek kone wali khaali table par jaa baitha...
shor se thoda door.
Baaki students ki awaazein dheere dheere peeche chali gayi, bas halka sa shor reh gaya jab woh baith gaya.
Pehla chamach lete hi meat wali gravy ka taste zabardast laga....
“aisa ki woh expect bhi nahi kar raha tha, aur use thoda sukoon sa feel hua.”
Sukoon
Chhoti si cheez thi, par itne mahino ke dard ke baad yeh bhi ajeeb sa lag raha tha.
Ab uske paas strong hone ka ek raasta tha.
Ab use aisa feel nahi ho raha tha jaise uske sir par hamesha koi talwar latak rahi ho.
Phir bhi…
mujhe jaldi system points chahiye.
“System points nahi honge ... matlab ekdum se strong hone ka koi mauka nahi.”
Kya power waise hi hoti hai jaise log bolte hain?
Insaan ko andha bana deti hai aur bigaad deti hai?
Mujhe dhyaan rakhna hoga…
kabhi bhi zyada overconfident nahi banna hai.
Vihaan aaraam se dheere dheere khaata raha, paas wali tables se aa rahi halki si awaazon ko bas aise hi sunte hue.
Zyada tar baatein waise bhi itni khaas nahi thi ki unpar dhyaan diya jaaye.
Usne kuch baatein suni....
Agli field assignment ki afwaayein, seniors ke duels ki gossip, aur kaun kiske saath hai uski charcha.
Vihaan ne bread ka ek tukda toda aur use meat wali gravy mein duboya, aadhi band aankhon ke saath…
Uske khayal dheere dheere andar ki taraf mud gaye.
Uske jism mein halka sa dard abhi bhi tha, jo use yaad dila raha tha ki use abhi kitna grow karna baaki hai...
Physicaliy... Maintally....Power
Par usne pehla step le liya tha.
Kisi ne change notice nahi kiya…..
usne socha
Aur uske liye yeh achha hi tha
kyunki zyada tar logon ne toh usse pehle kabhi dhyaan se dekha hi nahi tha.
Agar kisi ne sach mein dhyaan se dekha hota, toh unhe fark zaroor dikhta...
uski height thodi badh gayi thi, aankhon mein ek halki si chamak aa gayi thi jo pehle nahi thi‚
kandhon mein ek tightness thi…
aur saans lene ke tareeke mein chhupa hua confidence.
Par kisi ne notice nahi kiya.
Unka dimaag in chhoti chhoti details ko samajhne se pehle hi ignore kar deta tha.
Aur yeh baat Vihaan ke liye bilkul perfect thi.
Usne apna khana chup chaap finish kiya, aur last tak apna cold drink bhi khatam kar diya.
Abhi use William se deal karna tha.
Kya woh uska saamna karne ke liye ready tha?
Nahi
Par ab woh itna kamzor bhi nahi raha tha ki pehle ki tarah kuch kar hi na paaye.
Academy ke andar bina duel file kiye fights allowed nahi thi…
par William ke paas uski life hell banane ke aur bhi tareeke the.
Woh log bina mana use kiye bhi usse maar sakte the.
Of course, ab Vihaan itna confident ho chuka tha ki pehle ki tarah koi usse easily daba nahi sakta tha.
Khana khatam karne ke baad woh seedha apne dorm (Room) ki taraf nikal gaya.
Mujhe apna plan jaldi shuru karna hoga.
Uska plan simple tha.
Aria uska pehla target hone wali thi.
Us chhoti si ladki ne uske saamne thoda zyada hi bold behave kiya tha…
aur uski charm ability ne already cheezein shuru kar di thi.
Vihaan ne ek kagaz nikala likhne ke liye, aur haath aage badhaya....
jaise hi usne socha, ek chhoti si glass ki bottle uske haath mein aa gayi...
jisme bilkul normal si dikhne wali ink bhari hui thi...
“Mujhe nahi pata iska effect usi raat hoga ya kisi bhi din… System, yeh kaise kaam karta hai?”
[System]
{Host… Yearning Ink ka effect tab start hoga jab target pehli baar so jayega.}
[System]
{Effect repeat karne ke liye—target ka naam dobara likhna zaroori hai, Host.}
[System]
{Host ....ek baat bolu}
Haa bolo
{Host...Aap gussa thye aur mai bich Mai bol padi sry.... }
{Host....mai sirf thodi si masti kar rahi thi ...usa chutiye ke wajah se aap gusaa thye isliye }
It's ohk par aagye se dhyan rakhna ...
{Ohk host ....aagye se dhyan rakhungi ...mood acha ho ya sad tab masti majak karungi mai... aur mai aapke sath hun host hamesha...
}Ha baba
{Mere pyare host ....
}....
"Sahi baat hai. Ink toh khatam hone se rahi, toh tension ki koi baat hi nahi.
Jab dil chahe, tab use kar sakta hoon."
Usne table se wo quill (pankh wali pen) uthayi aur pehla naam likha.
Aria.
Aur phir doosra.
Mira.
"Mira ka naam likhna ek risk tha, ye wo achi tarah jaanta tha.
Lekin kal use saamne dekh kar Mira ka reaction kya hoga, ye janne ki utsukta usme kahin zyada thi.
Uska maqsad ye dekhna tha ke is 'effect' ka asar alag alag logon par kaise hota hai.
Agar wo ise kisi aise anjaan insaan par use karta hai
jiska usse koi lena-dena nahi hai, ya kisi aise insaan par jo usse nafrat karta hai
kya tab bhi unke nazariye mein koi badlao ayega?
Aur phir Aria thi....
Uske naam ke saath wo ye dekhna chahta tha
ke jab pehle se koi mulaqat ho, tab ye effect kaisa kaam karta hai.
Aria ke mamle mein, use laga ke kal subah ke mulaqat ki wajah se wo yahi sochegi ke use aisa khwaab aaya.
Aur agar sab kuch plan ke mutabiq raha, toh kal Aria khud chalkar uske paas ayegi."
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