Story
Hirunu is a young woman shaped by both tragedy and resilience, her presence carrying a quiet intensity that makes people take notice. She moves through life with a mixture of grace and defiance, her sharp mind always analyzing, always searching. She was in early twenties. She was tall.
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She had a striking face with delicate yet defined features—high cheekbones, a slightly upturned nose, and full lips that often hold an unreadable expression. Her face is calm, almost guarded, but when she smiles, it’s rare and breathtaking.
Her eyes, Deep, stormy gray with flecks of silver, holding a weight far beyond her years. They are piercing, intelligent, and capable of seeing through deception. People often find themselves uneasy under her gaze, as if she can unravel their secrets.
Her hair were short, raven-black. When she’s lost in thought, she absentmindedly tucks a strand behind her ear.
Her skin Pale with a subtle warmth, smooth yet marked by faint scars—reminders of the battles she has faced, both external and internal.
Hirunu had always been a radiant soul, her laughter as bright as the morning sun. Everyone around her remembered her as the girl with an endless smile, always offering kindness without expecting anything in return. She was like a delicate rose, surrounded by friends and admirers, as if she carried a quiet sort of fame.
But then, everything changed. Her world was the same, yet she was not. The once-vibrant girl had become unrecognizable—so much so that no one could believe she was the same person. Whispers followed her wherever she went, filled with anxious curiosity. What had happened to her? It was a mystery no one could solve. Though she was never truly alone, not a single soul had even the faintest clue.
One day, Hirunu sat by the window, gazing at the endless blue sky, waiting for Sosuke. Memories of high school drifted through her mind, bittersweet and vivid. As she reflected on the past—on the life she once had and the emptiness she felt now—tears welled in her eyes, shimmering like fallen stars. Lost in the valley of her memories, she felt time slip away, leaving only echoes of what once was.
A flash back
The school building stood tall, its aged brick walls weathered by time yet still imposing in their stature. Ivy crawled up the sides, giving it a sense of quiet dignity, as if the building held countless secrets within. The large wooden doors, worn smooth from years of use, opened to a bustling courtyard filled with students. Inside, the narrow hallways echoed with the hum of conversations, lined with classrooms filled with the scent of old books and chalk. The windows, though dusty, allowed the sunlight to pour in, casting soft shadows on the worn floors.
“Hi, hirunu how you have been? Looking so beautiful as always” said hirunu’s best friend Moore
Moore was clever and sharp in character, she always make friends with those whom she find useful. She was selfish. When she don’t need them she would happily dump them. Moore was cunning. She had.........
To Be Continued.........
Author: Hajira Umrani
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