PROLOGUE

There are some places that never leave you ,

not because of their walls, but because of the memories they witnessed.

For them that place was Royal Crest Academy their school which never left them even if they tried it.

Behind its grand gates and polished corridors lived hearts that looked perfect from the outside , but inside, they were a little broken, a little lost, and a little too full of love they couldn’t say aloud.

It began with laughter, shared secrets, late-night calls, and careless promises.

And somewhere between growing up and falling apart,

they learned that love isn’t always gentle , sometimes it’s the silence after a fight,

the ache of an unread message,

the tears you hide behind a smile in class.

Some loved too early.

Some loved too deeply.

Some lost themselves in the process.

They all carried their own versions of pain ,

childhood scars that still whispered in the dark,

familial expectations that suffocated dreams,

and fears that loving again would only reopen old wounds.

But love, no matter how broken, has a way of finding its path.

In between laughter and tears, fights and forgiveness, distance and reunion ,

they kept meeting in the same hallways,

at the same corner bench under the  tree,

where time seemed to pause and hearts dared to hope again.

They didn’t know where it would end ,

whether love would heal them or shatter them again ,

but for a moment, in that small piece of eternity called youth,

they chose to feel.

Because some stories aren’t written in words.

They’re written in glances, in silence,

in the Khaamoshiyaan Dil Ki ,

where every heartbeat tells a story of what could have been.

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