Dedication ~

For anyone who has ever felt like a glitch in a world of colors, may you find the light that dares to stay.

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KRISHA SHARMA -

Age - 20

Krisha is the living embodiment of Raunak.

That specific, sparkling radiance that makes a place feel alive. A girl who believed that if she reached high enough, the stars would willingly tangle themselves in her hair just to be near her warmth.

She is the result of a life where every "no" was followed by a protective "yes" from her family. She doesn't just hope for the best, she assumes the best is her natural right.

She carries the openness of the Mountains in her chest and the fearlessness of a girl who had always been caught before she fell.

But completely unaware that she was soon going to be walking into an "eclipse" without an umbrella. Her challenge will be maintaining her light when she finally realizes that the darkness she’s trying to heal is capable of consuming her.

“She lived in a world where stars were meant to be caught and silence was just a breath between notes. She looked at Robin and didn't see a threat or a ghost, she saw a song that had forgotten its lyrics, and she was determined to hum the tune until he remembered.”

Krisha's family -

° Pravit Sharma | Father

° Reena Sharma | Mother

° Someshwar Sharma| Elder Brother

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ROBIN -

Robin is less of a man and more of a scar. He wasn’t raised, he survived. Abandoned since the very moment of his birth, he is a masterpiece of neglect. While other children were taught to feel loved and cared for, Robin was learning to disappear. He doesn't have memories of warmth left in his brain, he only has "data points" of where it hurts to be hit and how to breathe through a broken rib in total, suffocating silence.

At twenty-two, Robin lacks the basic vocabulary of affection. He processes a smile as a tactical deception and a kind word as  merely a distraction before a blow. He exists in a rigid binary of The Shield or The Blade. If he isn’t defending, he is striking to neutralize the threat. There is no middle ground, no soft place to land.

The only thing his parents ever left for him was a gaze that felt like a haunting. In a world of warm browns and deep blacks, Robin’s eyes are a startling, impossible gray. They looked like liquid mercury caught in a cracked mirror. It was a color that didn't belong to the living, a rare, ghostly silver that suggested he had seen the end of the world before he’d even learned to walk.

“The world gave Robin scars, but never a reason to stay. He was a human weapon waiting for a war, never realizing the hardest battle would be surviving a girl who looked at his darkness and called it a home.”

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Quick blurb ~

Robin is a weapon & Krisha is a wish.

Abandoned at birth and hardened by the streets, He is a ghost with a heartbeat. He lives by two rules: trust no one, and never let the shield drop.

Krisha is a girl who believes she can wrap the stars around her fingers. She has never known fear, until she meets the boy with the cursed eyes who stands in the shadows of Chandigarh.

He sees a job. She sees a soul.

As their worlds collide, the silence begins to bleed. In this game of survival, the greatest danger isn't the enemy outside it's the heart he’s finally starting to feel.

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