HYMNS OF UNWRITTEN SINS - 01
HYMNS OF UNWRITTEN SIN..
// Reverse Grumpy & Sunshine| Dark Academia| Slow Burn //
A story revolves in Dharamshala , a town where the mountains breathe mist into every morning and secrets into every night.
Mr. AAKHRIT ROY CHOWDHURY-
• Born in Kolkata, raised by the hills
• topper of the class, debate captain, annoyingly perfect
• the kind who smiles at everyone
• But carries storms behind those warm eyes
• believes love is a distraction, especially love with a girl like her
Ms. THARUSHI MOLLICK -
• Shifted from Siliguri last year
• the quiet corner in a loud hallway
• ink on fingers, moonlight in her hair
• always looks like she knows secrets the universe forgot
• untouched by the spotlight, untouched by anyone
< PROLOGUE>
They said stories like theirs were never meant to survive the daylight because fire and shadow don’t hold hands, they just behold the things.
On the first day of class 12th grade , he noticed her
~ The Truth ~
She was terrified of being seen,
He was terrified of being forgotten,
They didn’t know it yet they were about to ruin each other beautifully. Because some stories… aren’t written to be published.They’re written to find the one who makes the chaos feel like home.
CHAPTER 01 -
On the first day of 12th grade, the monsoon swallowed the sunlight whole. Aakhrit rushed into the Humanities corridor with fogged spectacles and rain dripping from his hair and then he stopped. Tharushi leaned against the classroom door, headphones in, eyes closed as if she commanded the world to stay still. When she opened them, midnight collided with morning. He smiled charmingly, practiced. She didn’t, a perfect refusal.Inside the classroom, chalk dust spiraled like dancing in the air.During roll call, the teacher mispronounced her surname as usual. Before she could respond, Aakhrit corrected it, calmly and with a mix of sin in his voice “Mollick- a Bengali surname” She turned to look at him then, acknowledging not kindness, not gratitude but a shared origin they both carried like an invisible mark .
After class, he tapped her notebook gently and asked what she liked to write. She shut it slowly, eyes narrowing with quiet warning as she replied, “Stories that shouldn’t exist.” Her voice was soft but sharp enough to cut through his charm. Then she walked away, leaving him with the scent of wild rain and unanswered questions. For the first time , someone didn’t fold under his gaze. And somewhere outside the window, the mountain wind howled like it already knew this was the beginning of a story the world wasn’t ready to read.
CHAPTER 02-
It was raining again , a quiet, relentless drizzle that blurred the windows and turned the corridor floors into mirrors of grey. Most students rushed to the cafeteria, loud and careless. Tharushi didn’t. She slipped into the library instead, the door closing behind her with a soft thud that sounded like secrecy. He walked closer, pretending to browse books. Just close enough to see a few words before she snapped it shut.
Tharushi’s eyes lifted and locked onto his calm, sharp, unreadable.“Curiosity reveals more about the observer than the observed,” she said softly, voice low but steady. He didn’t look away. Then maybe you shouldn’t write like someone worth observing. For a moment, neither spoke . Rain tapped at the glass steady, controlled, like a heartbeat refusing to escalate.
“Some monsters look like miracles in daylight.”Leaving only a faint trail of cold air and the ghost of a sentence that now lives dangerously in his mind.
CHAPTER 03-
The library clock ticked too loudly for a place built on silence. Tharushi stood in the Philosophy aisle, fingers grazing edges of books too heavy for her heart. There was something about unspoken truths that made her pulse uneven. Aakhrit wasn’t supposed to find her here yet he did, like he was following a map carved into instinct.He didn’t approach; he observed. Like a predator learning the rhythm of its prey. “You avoid people,” he said calmly from the next aisle, voice slipping through the shelves like smoke. “But people don’t avoid noticing you.” Tharushi didn’t flinch, “Observation is not affection.” But intention is not innocence,” he countered, stepping into view. His gaze held hers sharp, steady, a challenge wrapped in warmth. The kind of look that could dismantle someone quietly. She pulled a book, not to read but to create distance “I don’t need your attention,” she said. Maybe that’s why it’s yours,” he replied.There it was again that smile charming enough to worship , dangerous enough to ruin and for the first time, she wondered what kind of monster a perfect boy could be.
CHAPTER 04-
The rain had turned Dharamshala into a watercolor painting blurred edges, smudged reality. After school, mist curled around the gates like a living creature. Tharushi walked alone, boots hitting the slick pavement in quiet rebellion,
Someone followed , not too close but close enough
She stopped beneath the flickering street lamps , “You are not good at hiding”, she said without flinching, Aakhrit emerged from the fog , hands in pockets, eyes darker than dusk “You left in a rush,” he said. “I thought something might be wrong” . “What if I say something is wrong?”, “Then I’d ask who hurt you,” he answered, stepping closer “And if I say it’s you?”A smirk ghosted across his lips half sin, half surrender ,“Then I’d say… I hope it’s the kind of hurt that keeps you awake thinking of me “.Tharushi’s breath caught not from fear, but from the precision of his words ; He wasn’t flirting, He was studying her, mapping her reactions like a puzzle he intended to solve.She whispered, People like you don’t fall in love, You conquer! and people like you don’t fall at all,” he said softly. “You haunt” The lamp above them buzzed and died leaving them both in shadow. For a heartbeat, neither moved ,two storms, No shelter; the mountains witnessed quietly knowing this wouldn’t end gently.
CHAPTER 05-
The next morning, the mountains wore an unsettling silence, no birds, no breeze, just the heavy hush before something breaks. Tharushi arrived early, a decision she instantly regretted when she found only one other person in the classroom . Aakhrit, he sat by the window, pen spinning between his fingers, eyes on the drenched world outside. It wasn’t his usual mask of perfection, it was something rawer. She could almost hear his thoughts battling inside him.She took the seat farthest from his distance and was safe. For exactly seven minutes,he stood, walked over, and placed a folded paper on her desk. Not a note of a choice.She didn’t touch it, he leaned down, voice low enough to feel like a secret against her skin. “You’re the only one here who doesn’t believe I’m okay,” he said. Her heartbeat skipped – ``traitor``. “And you hate that I see you,” he finished. Before she could craft a defense, he stepped away. His footsteps were calm but his eyes… not. There were storms rising behind them again, storms that had her name carved into their winds. Only when he sat back, did she finally open the paper. Just one sentence, `` Sharp, Disarming,True``.
“ Don’t pretend silence protects you” , she looked up, he wasn’t watching her. But the slightest curve on his lips told her he already knew. For the first time, she wondered if she was the prey or the predator.
CHAPTER 06-
By afternoon, rumors trailed the corridors , girls whispering about how the charming Aakhrit had suddenly become distracted. He turned down a lunch invite, forgot a debate meeting, stared too long at the back row. Tharushi noticed every shift she wished she hadn’t. When she finished, applause erupted except from him. He was too busy watching the way vulnerability flickered through her confidence. Too busy wanting to unravel it, as she returned to her seat, he murmured just loud enough: “Careful. When people see you… they get addicted.” She froze , her pulse rebelled - “You assume I want to be seen,” she whispered back. “You assume I care what you want,” he replied, soft but corrosive. The air between them sparked invisible lightning striking where no one else could feel it. Class ended, students poured out. They lingered intentionally accidentally. “Why are you doing this?” she finally asked. He stepped closer dangerously unafraid.Because,” he said, eyes locked on hers, “You look like someone who could destroy me…and I’m tired of being indestructible”. Silence exploded into meaning.Thunder rolled over the mountains again hungry, anticipating.Their game wasn’t just a game anymore. It was a war of weaknesses, and neither of them planned to surrender first.
CHAPTER 07-
The sun set early that evening, hiding behind the mountains like it feared the night. The school announced a mandatory late-stay workshop, a boring lecture for everyone except the two who were trying very hard not to notice each other.The projector flickered. The room was dim. Tharushi sat in the far corner where shadow is her loyal company. Aakhrit arrived late, hair damp from the rain, jaw tight from running. The only empty seat… was beside her . Fate was ruthless. He slid into the chair, their shoulders almost touching. Almost the most dangerous distance. “Are you okay?” he whispered.“I don’t break that easily,” she murmured. “Everyone breaks, the question is who you let see the pieces” her breath faltered. The teacher droned on, lights suddenly cut out and power gone.
Gasps
Movement
Darkness swallowing sound.
Tharushi’s hand tensed on the edge of her desk and in that exact moment, Aakhrit’s fingers covered hers.” Warm, Steady,Intentional.” She didn’t pull away.“Trust me,” he whispered into the dark. The emergency lights flashed back , cold white and too honest. Their hands separated instantly… but the heat stayed. Her pulse was loud enough to be a confession. He leaned closer, a hair’s breadth from her lips but didn’t touch. “Almost,” he breathed, a sinful promise. She hated how much she wanted to almost become “now.”
CHAPTER 08-
The workshop ended late. Students left in crowds, but they were never meant to blend in. The hallway buzzed with fluorescent lights and thunder distant enough to feel suspense. Tharushi walked fast and escaped disguised as composure, Aakhrit followed a purpose disguised as coincidence. Outside, the world smelled like lightning.
Why do you run? he asked, catching up
Why do you chase? she shot back
A single raindrop hit her cheek. Then another, then the sky split open. They ran beneath a half-broken forestry canopy outside the library, rain roaring around them like applause. Breathless and too close. Hearts with no manners. She pushed a strand of wet hair behind her ear ; he watched the motion like it was a scenic moment of some beautiful play .
You think you’re dangerous, she said softly
I think we both are, he replied
His fingers lifted slowly tracing the rain from her jaw to her chin“ Soft, Reverent, Wrong.” Her lips parted barely but enough for him to notice which was like lightning lit the sky revealing everything they weren’t saying. He tilted his forehead to hers a silent surrender; their breaths tangled; their lips brushed featherlight. Not a kiss: a threat of one. A promise disguised as hesitation. Tharushi whispered,her voice trembling against his mouth:
“This will ruin us.”
Aakhrit smiled the kind you only make right before falling, he said ‘I’m done being unruined’
Before the kiss could become real , a teacher’s voice echoed from the entrance, calling his name. They separated like the world demanded it, he looked back once eyes burning with a vow : Next time, there will be no interruption.
CHAPTER 09-
Friday’s debate meeting was louder than usual voices clashing like swords. Aakhrit looked flawless in authority, commanding the room with quiet intensity. Girls admired, boys envied, teachers trusted. Tharushi sat in a corner, called in by the librarian for help with poem curation. She pretended not to care that every coin of attention landed on him. But jealousy has teeth. A popular girl, Rushika whispered something into Aakhrit’s ear, too close,too confident . Her fingers brushed his arm in casual possession. Tharushi’s pen halted mid-line. Aakhrit’s eyes flicked to Tharushi immediately.Caught and exposed. Rushika noticed ; Oh? Is she your friend? she asked sweetly, venom under sugar.
Aakhrit’s jaw tightened ‘No’ he said. Tharushi’s stomach dropped. Then he walked toward her slow, deliberate and leaned down so only she could hear: “She’s not my friend…”
His eyes locked onto her lips sin taking shape .‘She’s the girl I think about when I shouldn’t’,heat flooded her pulse. Rushika stood frozen, defeated and Tharushi realised he hadn’t denied attachment. He’d defined it,one step forward, two hearts in denial.
CHAPTER 10-
Evening drenched the campus in gold and grief. Aakhrit waited for her at the back exit silent but dangerous with desire,
“You were jealous,” he said
“I don’t do jealousy,” she lied
“You do,” he corrected softly “Just quietly”
She tried to walk away , he caught her wrist. Not forceful, just refusing to lose her in the crowd. “Tell me to stop,” he said, voice low, almost trembling.She should, she didn’t.He stepped closer and with darkness in his eyes. “Every time you walk away… I lose the part of me that wants to be good.”His hand lifted, cupping her jaw. This time, she didn’t flinch.
Rain began again as if the sky shipped their chaos.
And he kissed her. The rain didn’t politely begin , it attacked. Sheets of water hammered the courtyard as the final bell rang, sending everyone running for shelter. Tharushi, breaks the moment of intimacy and walks fast and furious in every step. Aakhrit followed his voice cutting through the rain. ‘Why do you always act like you don’t care?’ he demanded. She didn’t turn, ‘ Because someone has to stay sane’ ‘Sane?’He laughed ; a dark, broken sound. “You kissed me back like you forgot every line you drew. ” She spun around, eyes blazing. “You think one kiss means you own me?”
“I think one kiss means you feel something,” he shot back.
Lightning cracked, the mountains roared, tharushi’s voice dropped quiet enough to hurt:Then tell me you feel nothing,” he challenged.
“Look at me in the eyes and lie to me properly.”
She opened her mouth but no sound came out because storms can’t pretend to be gentle. Aakhrit’s voice was almost a plea now: “I’m losing control because of you”.
“You were never in control,” she whispered. That broke him, his hands slammed against the brick wall behind her caging her without touching. Water dripped from his lashes, his lips, his fists shaking.“You ruin me,” he breathed.
“Beautifully and brutally”. “You don’t get to assume my feelings.”He stepped closer, soaked hair plastered to his forehead, chest rising like he was drowning on land.Her breath trembled defiance collapsing under desires. “We ruin each other,” she corrected. And then, they collided. Not a kiss, a war disguised as one. His lips crashed into hers with the force of every denied feeling. She grabbed his shirt, dragging him closer, matching his fire with her own. Rain soaked their skins, blurred their edges, and tried to wash away the sins they were eager to commit . He kissed her like she was the only truth left, she kissed him like she wanted to forget the truth entirely. When they finally tore apart, gasping , his voice was rough, wrecked: “This is what you do to me.” Thunder rumbled approval overhead, her fingers still clutched his collar, her lips swollen with confession. “We are going to destroy each other,” she said. His smile was broken and beautiful: “Then let’s make it worth the ruin”.
CHAPTER 11-
She didn’t sleep that night. How could she? Every time she closed her eyes, she tasted rain and recklessness. Saw the way he looked at her like she was a sin he chose willingly.So the next morning, she stayed silent , he did too. Not because they didn’t care but because they cared too much. He sat two seats ahead, pretending to read. She kept her gaze on the window, pretending not to stare. Silence used to be her comfort. Now it was torture.During lunch, he tried once , just once to catch her eye. She looked away.
Not rejection but self-defence. His jaw tensed a storm with no outlet. Her pen shook, a heart with no permission. The universe watched them suffer and did nothing to help.
CHAPTER 12-
The library should’ve been her sanctuary. Instead, it became the starting point of her nightmare. She went to borrow a poetry book, and there it was inside….
a note written in unfamiliar, haunting ink:
I found you again, Moon Girl,
I never left,
Don’t let anyone else touch what’s mine.
Her blood turned to ice.
The letters curved, obsessive, a handwriting she prayed to forget.The past she escaped from Siliguri…had followed her to Dharamshala. Her fingers trembled.She looked around the shelves too tall, too dark. Anyone could be watching.The note slipped from her grip —
and he caught it. Aakhrit - His eyes scanned the words and something inside him shattered ; “Who wrote this?” he asked, his voice not calm anymore, voice dangerous.“I don’t know,” she lied by instinct. “Don’t,” he hissed, stepping closer. “Don’t push me out of this.” She took a shaky breath. “He wasn’t supposed to find me again…” Aakhrit’s fists clenched so tight they shook. “Are you telling me someone is claiming you?”. His voice was all thunder this time. “It’s not like that ”. “It is exactly like that,” he snapped. “He thinks he can touch your life,
he thinks he can scare you into being his”. His breath was harsh now, uneven fear masked as anger. He suddenly cupped her face not gently, but with a protectiveness that felt like fire. “You are not alone anymore,” he vowed. “And I don’t care what it ruins”. Her heartbeat betrayed her again not from danger this time, but relief .Because despite everything…she wanted him to stay.
CHAPTER 13-
Tharushi avoided him again, not out of anger this time, but out of fear that wanting him would destroy everything. Aakhrit didn’t allow it. He found her on the rooftop after school when
the sky bruised purple with a creme of palate brushing the mountains , wind cutting sharp. “You can’t disappear when I’m trying to protect you,” he said. “And you can’t protect me from a mistake we already made,” she replied. He stepped closer , her heartbeat betrayed her. “You’re the only thing I don’t regret”.His voice was quieter than she’d ever heard, like admitting that truth might break him. She tried to stay cold. She failed. “Why do you care this much?” she whispered. He leaned down, lips near her ear a breath away from madness. “Because loving you…” his voice cracked, “is the only time I feel alive without pretending” . Her eyes flickered to his lightning in storm clouds. And instead of kissing her, he took her hand. Not possession . Not claim. A promise .
CHAPTER 14-
The note’s sender didn’t stay silent. Another message arrived taped to her locker.
You think he can save you?
He’ll be the first to fall. Aakhrit found it before she did. That was the mistake.He snapped. He stormed the empty corridor, voice echoing like thunder:
“SHOW YOUR FACE!” A figure darted away panic exposed. Aakhrit chased. Tharushi ran after them, fear slicing through her ribs. She reached the stairs just in time to see Aakhit corner the boy. Raayan, a quiet student,never really noticed “You don’t touch her. Ever,” Aakhrit growled , Raayan stuttered, “She’s mine….”Aakhrit punched him. Once. Twice Too many times. Tharushi grabbed Aakhrit’s arm, voice shaking:
“Stop! He’s not worth your soul”. His chest heaved rage roaring through his veins. But her touch made his fists unclenched. He looked at her only like she was the only thing real in a collapsing world. Raayan stumbled away, crying and terrified. Aakhrit cupped her face with trembling hands. “I can’t lose you,” he confessed, “not to a coward, not to a past, not to fear”.She didn’t answer with words. She stepped into his arms letting his heartbeat calm hers. Letting his warmth chase the ghosts away. This time, she held him first.
The school library was almost dark, only a reading lamp glowing like a secret.
Tharushi sat opposite AakhrÃt, both pretending to study.
Both failed. He watched her annotate a page precise, strategic like every thought she had could cut. “You think too loudly,” he murmured. She didn’t look up. “You listen too closely”.His smirk was slow and dangerous. “How am I supposed to ignore a mind like yours? “ You argue with me even when you’re silent”.She closed the book with a soft thud finally meeting his gaze. “I don’t want to be another problem you solve”. “You’re not a problem,” he said, voice low. “You’re the equation I don’t mind spending my life on”.Her pulse betrayed her again furious, wild. He leaned forward elbows on the table,
their faces separated by a breath and a bad decision. “That brilliant mind,” he whispered, “is the sexiest thing I’ve ever been destroyed by.”Lightning flashed in her expression a warning and an invitation. She stood, He followedThey walked out together shoulders brushing, adrenaline humming, like they were planning a crime they refused to confess to. Because loving each other felt exactly like that.
CHAPTER 15-
They escaped the city that weekend just the two of them and a lie told beautifully enough to become truth : “We’re going to study.” The mountains held their breath as they set up a small bonfire. Moonlight spilled silver on everything even their shadows touched . Tharushi kicked off her shoes, laughing softly. It was the first time he saw her unguarded. He sat beside her, close enough to feel her warmth, close enough to smell the rain still trapped in her hair. “You always wanted peace,” she said. “So why chase storms like me?”
Aakhrit turned to her , eyes reflecting fire and something far more than dangerous. Because peace never taught me how to feel,”
he answered. “You did” .She swallowed heart racing like a drum out of control. He reached for her hand first thumb brushing her skin with reverence
and hunger. “You terrify me,” she whispered. “Good,” he breathed against her lips. “I’d rather be scared with you than safe without you". And then , their secrets collided. The kiss was slow… at first. Then she answered with fingers curling in his shirt, pulling him closer, daring him to lose control. Fire cracked beside them but the real heat was in the way he kissed her neck in the way her breaths broke against his mouth . When they finally paused foreheads touching under the moonlight , she smiled, breathless and brave. “If this is ruin…” her voice trembled,“I want the whole collapse with you”. He cupped her jaw gently, intensely like she was the only truth he ever believed in.“Then let’s burn beautifully,” he said. The flames flickered higher as if the night itself agreed. Two souls still haunted, still reckless, still choosing each other, against all odds, against all fear, against all ruin. And somehow … that was love.
EPILOGUE –
THE FIRST NEW YEAR
(Six months later - the night everything becomes real.)
Dharamshala’s winter wrapped the mountains in silence thick enough to keep every secret alive. Aakhrit and Tharushi made their way to the cliffside where the world seemed to end —
and begin again. The bonfire crackled, sending sparks into the midnight sky. The first second of a new year waited like a held breath.Tharushi sat with a blanket draped around her shoulders, cheeks flushed from the cold. He joined her, sliding closer than necessary but exactly how she wanted. “You still look at fire like it might obey you,” she teased gently. He leaned closer, voice a warm whisper against her frost-kissed skin. “And you still look like moonlight made a human mistake ”.She turned her head and suddenly their lips were inches apart. Her voice faltered. “You talk like you’re allowed to ruin me”. He smiled, wicked and desperate. “I already have. And you…you’ve made the ruin feel like home ” . The seconds ticked toward midnight but neither of them cared for time. His hand slid under the blanket, finding her waist warmth meeting warmth, breath mingling with breath.She tilted her face up just a little, just enough. “Their lips met”. Not like the first time desperate and storm-struck.
This kiss was slower, deeper, a promise written in fire.Her hand tangled in his hair, pulling him closer than gravity allowed. His fingers traced the spine beneath her sweater carefully at first then bolder when she whispered his name like a sin she’d never regret. The fireworks from town exploded in the distance but the only spark that mattered was the one between their mouths.He laid her gently back against the blanket, eyes asking a question , his lips already knew the answer to.“You sure?” he murmured, voice trembling for the first time. She cupped his jaw, thumb brushing the softness beneath his confidence. “I choose you,” she breathed. “Every version of ruin and salvation you come with”. His forehead pressed to her heartbeats syncing. Firelight , painting hunger and love on their skin. And when they kissed again it tasted like all the ways they would destroy and heal each other again and again.
Midnight chimed.
They didn’t look up. Didn’t stop. The stars lit up with blazing fire , but they stayed right there wrapped in each other,choosing each other, finally unafraid of the consequences. Because some love stories don’t just survive the daylight. They burn brighter than it. Their new year began with hands locked, lips reckless, hearts unbreakable. Aakhrit whispered against her mouth, barely a breath …
“Happy new beginning, Tharushi”.
Next part is incoming.....
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