[If someone is meant to meet, they will meet, and no one can stop it]

[Summer vacations become very boring if there is nothing to do, same is the case with Vansh]

[another day Vansh was playing game]

[Vansh's voice rings out from his room]

[Vansh didn't listen to his father and went to his mother]

[Time is ticking away, and Vansh is having his food 4:32 pm]

[As Vansh steps outside on a summer evening, a refreshing gust of wind greets him, and he feels his worries fade away.]

[He gazes up at the sky, which is remarkably clear, making the evening feel especially relaxing.]

[While walking, his mind was filled with questions, and he found himself engaged in a conversation with himself.]

°While walking~~

*Crack* Crackle*Creak!!!

**Vansh sits on the bench, lost in thought, as a girl continues speaking and the sound of approaching footsteps adds a new layer to the scene!!!

Vansh's!! attention is completely absorbed by the girl*!!!

🌆 "Evening had painted the world in soft gold. She stood there, silent. But Vansh... he wasn’t looking at her. He was lost in himself — in a moment between calm and chaos." 🖤

🌥️ **"Vansh sat on the bench, shoulders slightly slouched, eyes fixed somewhere far beyond the park. His mind was elsewhere — heavy, distant. ‘Hello…?’ A voice called out gently. Kashuko stood a few steps away, trying to catch his attention. But Vansh didn’t respond. Not because he was ignoring her — he simply hadn’t heard her at all."**

That made Vansh laugh softly — and Kashuko noticed.

There was a pause. The sound of wind brushing past the trees filled the silence, and for once, it didn’t feel awkward.

Just as Vansh opened his mouth to speak — a voice rang out in the distance, light and familiar.

“There you are!” someone called cheerfully.

Vansh and Kashuko both turned toward the sound. A girl, slightly out of breath but grinning from ear to ear, jogged over. She wore a denim jacket, camera bag bouncing at her hip, and sneakers that had definitely seen too many adventures.

As they waved goodbye, Vansh slowly turned toward the path leading out of the park. The laughter of the three behind him faded, replaced by the soft crunch of gravel under his sneakers and the distant hum of the city settling in for the night.

His hands slid into his pockets, head tilted down, but his eyes were far ahead—somewhere beyond the quiet trail, beyond even home.

He couldn’t remember the last time he had smiled around someone new. Not like that. Not without pretending. And the way she had laughed—open, light—it didn’t feel fake. Not like school, not like the forced small talk with classmates who forgot his name the next day.

Vansh returns home — 8:39 PM

The sky had darkened by the time Vansh stepped through the front gate. A soft breeze rustled the leaves as the familiar scent of home drifted in. He didn’t expect to see the lights still on in the kitchen—but they were.

His mother was waiting by the doorway, arms crossed, concern stitched into her features.

Vansh let out a tired breath and kicked off his shoes.

He didn’t say anything at first, just opened the fridge, grabbed water, and leaned back against the counter.

He rolled his eyes lightly but didn’t argue. Instead, he shrugged, his voice softer now.

There was silence for a moment.

His mom smiled faintly and pushed a warm plate toward him.

Somewhere between bites, his mind wandered back to Kashuko. Her laugh. The way she didn’t push—but stayed.

TY. That word again. Still echoing faintly in his mind.

Chapter 2 End Vansh finishes dinner quietly, the clink of cutlery fading into the hum of the night. He doesn’t say much after that. Just nods when spoken to, answers when needed. Later, he lies in bed with the fan whirring above, arms behind his head, eyes tracing shadows across the ceiling. Kashuko’s voice, soft and amused, still lingers somewhere between his ears. And that word... TY. He doesn’t even know what it is yet. But something about it makes his chest feel a little less heavy tonight. Sleep comes slower than usual. But it comes.