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It had been three months since Sacar and Shrisha were in relation, three months since Aryan had said those lines to Rakshya, three months since he had joined art class. Things were going smoothly for the most part except the fact that Aryan had developed a consistent cough. He had steeled his heart and had gone stoic. Despite saying that he’d be a ray of hope to Rakshya, he had gone pretty gray on emotions himself. Yuuki was growing more and more close with Aryan and if one must say they pretty much looked like a couple. On the other side of Aryan, he had been trying to be the ray of hope for Rakshya. He found her cute and pretty much like his former self, the self which Shrisha helped to change. Although that bright side was never exposed, it was there. Well to be exact, that bright side got killed before it was even born. Yeah! That accident of Shrisha killed that embryo of the bright side.   G rey I do have a light which helps me to fight which shows that there c...

He rejoins the art class. There were a few students there, none of whom he recognized. There was one oddity among the peeps of the class. She was someone who’d he notice from far away. She had a hood and an earphone on. She barely talked and focused fully on her sketch.   ‘wait why am I ignoring the person I like????” was her thought. Rakshya thought back as soon as Aryan left her alone. After the class ended she rushed to him. “you are Aryan right???” “yes! What about it?” you are a infamous here and I feel so privileged to be in the same class as you!” “wait I have seen you before haven’t I?” “prolly! Why?” “nothing much. just thought that you looked familiar” “ #391 he wrote…after four freaking months of just disappearing and vanishing out into thin air, he finally writes. I searched for him in our college (which was really a subliminal act for me) but no one knew where he had gone. ‘m hoping that he’ll make his entry in college soon but a first sign of life from hi...

#367 I haven’t heard from him for a while. I even wrote a few emails to him, but no replies to this date. At my art class, my teacher often tells stories about his favorite student who had quit recently. Well recently as in a year before I enlisted. He says that that student loved to write and used to write poems even during the art class. Hmm…reminds me of someone I know. Hehe. Major missing here. As all of you know that I am the darkness, I am the night, I am an obscure halo. Yea guys that’s my full pen name. obscure halo. I know that it’s a weird one but hey I am a weird girl so suck it up. I wish I could meet him somehow though. it’s been literally months since he showed up at college. Plus with him not publishing any poems on his blog and him not showing up in college, I’m kinda getting worried. But I’m sure that he is somewhat okay. My instinct tells me. anyway, that’s for today. Peace out. -HALO The rehab was somewhat successful for Aryan and as soon as he was out of t...

A twist of fate comes here. After months of shutting himself in his room, he finally comes out. “Hey, Sri??? It’s been a while since I even met you. Sorry for making you feel ignored. I know that I’ve made you feel that way for the past few months. I’m really sorry about that. Let’s meet up shall we?” “What now you finally miss me???” “I’ve always missed you, my dear. I just couldn’t show it. You know how I work; One thing at a time. So for the past few months, it’s been all work for me. Listen, I’m really sorry about that. I really am. But can we please put that aside and meet up? I want to devote some time to you. And I promise that I’ll spend more time with you from now on.” “Promise?” “Pinky promise my dear. You know, in ancient Japan if you break a pinky promise you are supposed to cut off the pinky finger” “sure! what time shall we meet?” “Himalayan JAVA at 6pm. I want to meet you earlier but I’ve gotta work during the day so sorry for that again” “it’s okay but sharp at 6 oka...