Damon's POV:
Damon Ashbourne stepped off the plane, the humid Indian air hitting him like a wall. London had been predictable, easy… boring. India, though? This was new territory, and he intended to leave a mark.
Back home, his name was a mix of temptation and trouble. Parties, broken rules, whispered scandals — Damon didn't just live; he dominated. Every room he entered bent to him, whether willingly or not. But here, among unfamiliar faces and strange customs, he was a king in exile, ready to reclaim his throne.
The university campus sprawled before him, pristine, prestigious, intimidating. Most newcomers would be overwhelmed. Damon smirked. He didn't do "overwhelmed." He did "control." He walked with deliberate confidence, every step a statement: the world would make way for him — or it would regret it.
He wasn't here to study. Not really. He was here to own every room, every party, every whispered conversation. To charm, to manipulate, to conquer. And if anyone thought they could challenge him… well, Damon thrived on challenges.
India was about to meet the storm they hadn't asked for — Damon Ashbourne, the boy who broke rules for fun and hearts for sport, now playing a whole new game.
Shreya's pov:
Meanwhile, across the city, Shreya Sastri sat quietly in her small room, a notebook open on her lap. The letter in her hand trembled slightly, though her heart soared. Scholarship granted. Prestigious university. Years of hard work, sleepless nights, endless prayers — finally recognized.
She folded her hands instinctively, bowing her head in gratitude. "Madhav… thank you," she whispered, her voice soft but steady. Her devotion wasn't a habit; it was her anchor. Every achievement, every struggle, every breath she took was guided by her faith.
Shreya's presence carried a quiet strength. She didn't chase attention, didn't demand recognition. Yet, in her calm grace, there was a weight the world often overlooked. Orphaned at a young age, she had built her life from scratch, learning resilience and independence the hard way.
Now, armed with her scholarship and her unwavering faith, Shreya was ready to step into this new world. The university promised challenges, opportunities, and a future she had fought for. And through it all, Madhav would guide her — a gentle light in a world that often felt too loud.