Whispers Behind The Wall
☀️ Back to School
Isha stood at the school gate, black lenses on, hoodie zipped to her chin.
It felt like walking into a movie set she no longer believed in.
Nina gasped. "You're alive!"
Aniket blinked. "You look like you've been living in a bunker."
Isha forced a smile. "I was. Emotionally."
They laughed — relieved, easy, human.
But Riya just watched. Too carefully.
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🧃 Lunch Break
"I brought your favorite," Nina said, offering lemon rice.
Isha took it, eating slowly.
Everything was normal. Too normal.
The noise. The gossip. The cheap perfume in the air.
But inside, she kept her feelings on lockdown — because she knew now what happened when they broke free.
When a boy bumped into her and almost spilled her water, she flinched. But nothing cracked. No lights flickered.
Her eyes stayed dark.
Just the way she wanted.
> Control. Silence. Stillness.
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📚 Elsewhere — Tokyo, Japan
The office was made of glass and steel — sky-touching, serene.
At its center sat Ichiro Tatsuda, CEO of Kurokami Industries — a multinational giant with hidden roots in something far older.
On his desk: a single photograph.
A grainy still from the Indian school exhibition, showing Isha standing in front of the Kokuyō no Shi dagger. Her eyes not glowing — but her expression haunted.
> "Her language was flawless," reported Kenta, the man who had brought the dagger to Pune. "She answered before I finished the sentence."
Ichiro leaned forward.
"She remembers?"
"No," Kenta replied. "Not fully. But something responded."
Ichiro tapped the desk. "Begin surveillance. Quietly. We do not touch the girl. Not yet."
He turned toward the shadowed altar in his private shrine, where a cold wind stirred the incense.
> The god Tsukigami, the Moon's Mask, gave no answer.
Only the faintest glint of interest.
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🔥 Meanwhile — India, The Circle of Ash
Deshmukh stared at the new report.
"She's stabilizing emotionally. The surge has paused," said Mrs. Fernandes.
"Because of the brother?" he asked.
"Most likely."
He didn't smile.
"Keep the school running as normal. Let her rest. Let her pretend."
A man in robes bowed. "What of the Tsukigami presence in Pune?"
"They don't know," Deshmukh said. "Ashkara's shadow still shields her."
"But they've noticed."
"They can notice," he said coldly. "They just can't see."
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🧘🏽♀️ That Night — Isha's Room
She lit a candle. Sat cross-legged. Eyes closed.
Tried not to feel. Tried not to reach.
Still, the air shimmered faintly around her.
Her heart beat slow, but her soul whispered like distant thunder.
Her eyes opened briefly — a dim blue at the edges, ringed in gold.
Hope, sorrow, restraint.
> "Not tonight," she whispered. "I won't break anything tonight."
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🖤 Journal Entry (Private)
School feels like a set. Friends feel like actors. But Aarav? He still feels like gravity.
I'm learning to live with silence inside me. But I don't think silence will live wit
h me for long.
> I can feel it. The world's watching. Something's moving. And I'm not ready.
But ready or not, it's coming.