Episode -1 : The Day The Smile Broke

The rain started before the last bell rang.

At Shahid Smriti High School, Dhaka, rain always meant one thing—secrets got buried deeper.

Rk Chowdhury stood by the classroom window, watching the water blur the outside world into something unrecognizable. The football field was empty. The trees bent under the storm. Everything felt… wrong.

Behind him, laughter.

Too loud. Too fake.

“Oi Rk, coming?” Hasan called, slinging his bag over one shoulder. “Group study at my place.”

Rk didn’t turn. “You guys go.”

Hasan exchanged a look with the others. “Still acting like a ghost, huh?”

They left.

The classroom fell silent.

Except for—

“Why do you always stay behind?”

Rk froze.

That voice.

Soft. Calm. Dangerous.

He turned slowly.

Aria Rahman leaned against the doorframe, her school shirt slightly damp, hair clinging to her cheek. Her eyes—dark, unreadable—locked onto his.

“You’ll miss everything,” she said.

Rk frowned. “Or maybe I’m trying not to see things.”

A small smile curved her lips. Not warm. Not kind.

“Too late for that.”

Thunder cracked.

For a moment, the lights flickered.

And then—

A scream.

They ran.

Down the corridor. Past empty classrooms. Past flickering lights.

The sound led them to the old staircase—the one students weren’t supposed to use.

Water dripped from the ceiling.

Step by step, they climbed.

At the top—

A crowd had already formed.

Someone whispered, “Don’t look…”

Someone else said, “Call a teacher!”

But no one moved.

Rk pushed forward.

And then he saw it.

A girl.

From their class.

Lying on the floor.

Still.

Too still.

Her eyes were open—but empty.

A thin line of blood traced from her forehead.

And on the wall, written in red—

“YOU FORGOT.”

The police came.

Teachers panicked.

Students cried.

But Rk stood there, unmoving.

Because something felt… off.

This wasn’t an accident.

This was a message.

And then—

He felt it.

A hand.

Lightly gripping his sleeve.

Aria.

She leaned closer, her voice barely a whisper—

“Now it begins.”

Rk pulled his arm away. “What do you mean?”

She tilted her head, smiling like she knew something he didn’t.

“Tell me, Rk… do you remember that day?”

A chill ran down his spine.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Her smile faded.

For the first time, her eyes looked… cold.

“Liar.”

That night, Rk couldn’t sleep.

Rain kept hitting the window.

Over and over.

Like knocking.

Like someone trying to come in.

He sat up.

Something felt wrong.

His phone buzzed.

Unknown number.

A message.

He opened it.

A single image.

Blurry.

Dark.

But clear enough.

It was a photo of him.

Standing in school.

Today.

From behind.

And below it—

A text:

“You were there before she died.”

Rk’s breath stopped.

His fingers trembled.

Another message came.

“Next is closer than you think.”

Outside, the rain stopped.

And in the silence—

Rk finally realized something terrifying.

This wasn’t just a murder.

This was a game.

And somehow—

He was already part of it.

End of episode 1.

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