Elsar1975

Lena Carter is a quiet, introverted high school junior in India who has always felt invisible—but one day, she actually disappears. She soon learns that she belongs to a hidden world of people like her, those who can vanish from reality itself. But her newfound ability makes her a target.

A secretive group called The Watchers believes Lena is dangerous, an anomaly that must be controlled or eliminated. Meanwhile, The Vanished, a rogue faction, claims she is one of them—a powerful being who could change the balance of their hidden world. Torn between fear and curiosity, Lena is thrust into a world of secrecy, deception, and power struggles.

As she navigates high school life while uncovering the truth about her past, she is drawn into a dangerous game where trust is a luxury and love is a risk. But with enemies closing in and her own powers evolving in ways she cannot control, Lena must decide:

Will she remain hidden, or will she step into the light and face the truth?

The Introvert

By lunchtime, the school was on fire with gossip.

Lena couldn't walk ten steps without hearing her name, usually followed by some version of:

> "They're going to kill each other."

> "Honestly? I'd die for that kind of drama."

She sat in the cafeteria, her tray untouched, eyes on the crowd. It felt like the walls had closed in on her—like she wasn't a student anymore, just a symbol. A spark. A weapon.

Across the room, Dev sat with his usual crew, but he didn't talk. His eyes kept finding her.

Riven sat in the back, near the broken vending machine, his fingers running idly along the edge of a mirror shard he kept in his jacket. Watching. Always watching.

Meera slid into the seat across from Lena, dropping her bag with a thud.

"You're officially the protagonist of a bad romantic anime."

"I didn't want this," Lena muttered.

"No one wants war," Meera said with a shrug. "But sometimes the war wants you."

Lena blinked. "Since when are you poetic?"

"Since I watched three of the hottest guys in school look like they're about to duel for your soul," Meera said. "Also, have you picked one yet?"

Lena sighed. "I don't even know what I want."

"Well, maybe figure it out before one of them burns down the auditorium."

After school, Lena didn't go home.

She returned to the abandoned storeroom on the top floor—where this all began. Where she first disappeared.

The mirror in the corner still shimmered with that haunting glow.

Words appeared on the glass, not written, but formed—as though pulled from some other world:

It was a version of herself with black eyes, smiling too wide, whispering—

> "Choose wrong, and you lose everything."

Her mother barely looked at her anymore, too consumed with whatever secrets she'd been hiding. The house felt colder, like something had shifted in the walls themselves.

But tonight, Lena wasn't interested in hiding.

She went up to the attic—the one place she used to avoid—and pulled open the old trunk her grandmother once locked away.

Inside, buried beneath torn notebooks and faded photos, she found a journal.

It belonged to someone named Anya Carter.

The entries were fragmented, shaky.

Every reflection is a version of who you could be.

And the more you love, the more dangerous you become."

That night, Lena climbed to the school's rooftop.

Instead, she found all three of them waiting.

They simply stood in a triangle, Lena in the center.

And for the first time, she understood.

About choosing the kind of monster she was willing to become.

She looked at them—each of them broken, beautiful, dangerous in their own way.

And she said, "I'm done letting you fight for me."

Mirrors shattered all around them—small ones, hidden in pockets, in windows, in the city below.

Her voice rose. "If this war is mine, then I make the rules."

Every mirror in Delhi turned black.

The Kiss that change the War