It was the first day of monsoon when Ayan stepped into his new school, his bag soaked from the morning drizzle, his eyes scanning a sea of unfamiliar faces. Ayan wasn't just a boy with a new admission—he carried a storm inside him. Rough around the edges, always with a crooked smirk, and surrounded by a gangsta-type friend circle, he wasn't someone you'd expect to fall into a delicate tale of love.
Then there was her—Ira. Newly admitted, elegant in every way. Her soft-spoken nature, high grades, and warm smile made her an instant favorite among the teachers. She always sat in the front row, her head buried in books, a ribbon neatly tied in her hair. Ayan noticed her the very first day—not because of her beauty, but because of the calmness she carried, the kind he had never known.
They didn't speak… not at first. But they noticed. Eyes locking in corridors, sharing accidental glances during class, always walking the same road home, yet never exchanging words
The Rainy Day That Changed school life
One evening, dark clouds loomed over the sky. School ended early due to the sudden downpour. Ayan was walking home, drenched in rain, headphones on, hoodie up. Ira was just a few steps behind him, struggling to hold her umbrella against the wind.
Suddenly, her umbrella flew off. Ayan turned around, caught it mid-air like a reflex, and for the first time, smiled at her.
"Thanks," she said, shyly.
You're welcome," he replied, pushing his hoodie back. "Wanna walk together?"
And they did.That rainy walk was full of awkward laughs, shared silences, the sound of splashing puddles, and… that spark. Under a half-broken umbrella, their fingers brushed once. Then again. And before they knew it, her head was resting on his shoulder. Rain kissed their skin while eyes whispered more than words ever could.
One impulsive, tender kiss happened near the chaiwala's stall, while the world was hidden behind a curtain of rain.
Chapter 2: Love Blooms, Secrets Stir
Weeks passed. They were now inseparable. Holding hands between classes, meeting after school, sneaking messages under desks.
ira brought balance to Ayan's chaos. She helped him study, tamed his temper, and softened his hardened heart. He, on the other hand, made her laugh more, live more, and dream wilder. Their relationship turned passionate quickly—stolen kisses behind the library, warm embraces on the rooftop, fingers tracing skin under starry nights when Ira would sneak out to meet him.
But love in high school is never without whispers.
Their relationship became the talk of the school—"The Beauty and the Bad Boy." Some envied them, some supported them, but many waited for the downfall.
And it came—unexpectedly.
Chapter 3: The New Admission
His name was Rayaan. A transfer from another city. Charming, rich, poetic—everything Ayan wasn't. He was placed in Ira's section. He wrote poems, played the guitar, and had a smile that could melt anyone.
At first, it was nothing. Ayan even joked about Rayaan's "softboy vibe." But he didn't know what was coming.
Rayaan, too, noticed Ira. Her intelligence. Her kindness. Her laughter.
He slowly got close to her—group projects, mutual friends, and poetry notes that Ira secretly began to admire. Ayan noticed the shift: the late replies, the distracted eyes, the forced smiles.
One day, Ayan saw Ira and Rayaan laughing together under the same tree where she once sat with him.
His heart cracked.
Chapter 4: The Betrayal
"Ira, are we okay?" Ayan asked one evening, pulling her gently by the wrist.
She didn't meet his eyes. "I think… I'm confused."
"Is it him?"
Silence.His fists clenched, anger mixing with heartbreak. That night, he punched the locker room wall until his knuckles bled. He skipped school for days. The gang warned Rayaan, but he didn't back down.
The next week, Ira and Rayaan were officially together.
Chapter 5: Downfall & Revenge
Ayan wasn't just heartbroken—he was shattered. He returned with a new look: cold eyes, darker clothes, a deeper voice. He stopped talking to most people. But he wasn't done. He started digging into Rayaan's past and discovered dark secrets—expelled from his last school due to a scandal involving a girl, fake identity, and rich parents covering it all up.
Ayan decided to expose him, not out of jealousy, but to protect Ira.
Meanwhile, Ira began sensing something was off. Rayaan had become possessive. Controlling. He tried to isolate her, delete Ayan's old photos from her phone, even blocked her from meeting her friends.
Chapter 6: The Fight
The climax exploded in school.
Ayan confronted Rayaan in front of the entire batch. The truth was laid bare—photos, evidence, old school records. Rayaan tried to deny, but Ayan had it all. A brutal fight broke out. Chairs thrown, punches exchanged.
Rayaan was suspended.
Ira broke down. Realizing how deeply she had been manipulated, she rushed to Ayan's house that night—drenched again in rain, just like the first day.
"I'm sorry," she sobbed, "I lost myself…"
Ayan didn't say anything. Just pulled her into the warmest, longest hug.
Chapter 7: Healing & A New Fire
They rekindled, but differently this time. More mature, less impulsive. Their passion returned, wilder, deeper—under the moonlight on terraces, in locked classrooms, secret weekend getaways.
But the story doesn't end here.
To Be Continued…