Chapter 1: The Dream That Opened an Old Door
At 6:12 AM, Aarohi woke up with her heart racing.
She had seen him again.
Arjun.
The tall boy from tenth grade who had left the city six years ago.
In her dream, she was standing in the old school corridor. The walls, the notice board, even the smell felt real. Then she saw him.
“Why are you staring?” he asked with a smile.
“Because you’re supposed to be gone,” she replied.
For a moment, everything became silent.
Then she finally said the words she had never spoken in real life.
“I liked you.”
Arjun smiled.
“I know.”
Her heart stopped.
“Then why didn’t you say anything?”
“Because you never did.”
He looked into her eyes and said the one thing she had wondered about for years.
“I liked you too.”
The alarm rang.
The dream shattered.
Aarohi sat up in bed and stared at the ceiling.
Six years.
How could it already be six years?
She grabbed her phone and texted her best friend, Maya.
“I dreamed about him again.”
The reply came instantly.
“The tall idiot?”
Aarohi smiled.
“The tall idiot.”
Maybe that was why she could never completely forget him.
Not because he was her first love.
But because he was the question that never got answered.
