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Milo is a shy university student who overthinks everything and struggles to express his feelings. His life changes when he is assigned a new roommate, Keen. Keen is calm, quiet, and emotionally distant. He does not talk much, but he shows care through small actions—reminding Milo to eat, helping him in daily life, and quietly looking after him in ways that feel almost unnoticeable, but deeply constant. At first, they live together in awkward silence. But slowly, Milo begins to notice Keen’s kindness. Without realizing it, he starts falling in love. When Milo can no longer hold back his feelings, he confesses. Keen accepts him—but not out of true understanding. He mistakes comfort, attachment, and fear of losing Milo for love, and chooses to keep him close even while not fully understanding what he feels. Their fragile relationship continues, but it is already uncertain. Everything changes after a mistake at a party. Drunk and careless, Keen kisses another girl, and Milo sees it. That moment shatters something inside Milo. Even though Keen apologizes and Milo forgives him, their relationship is never the same again. As time passes, Keen begins to change. He becomes more social, expands his circle of friends, flirts with girls, and slowly drifts into a lifestyle that confuses and hurts Milo. Worse, he begins sleeping around, acting like Milo is no longer the center of his world. Milo is left behind—heartbroken, confused, and quietly suffering as he watches the person he loves slip further away. Unable to watch him break down, Milo’s friends step in. Seeing how deeply hurt he is, they decide to set him up with Senior Bew, hoping he can help Milo heal and move on from Keen. Now Milo is forced to live in a painful reality where the person he loves is still right in front of him—but no longer belongs to him. And Keen, who once kept Milo closest to him, begins to feel something unfamiliar growing inside him as he watches Milo drift away. Jealousy. Regret. And a painful realization he is far too late to understand. In a story filled with heartbreak, emotional distance, jealousy, and slow-burning realization, two boys must face the consequences of love that was never clearly defined— until it was already breaking apart.

Lucifer: What a beautiful and peaceful world.  System 4858: Miserable.  Lucifer: People here are nice too.  System 4858: Miserable, too miserable.  Lucifer paused, raising an eyebrow at the system’s unrelenting negativity.  Lucifer: Hmm?  System 4858: Yes! Yes, it’s beautiful and peaceful here. ‘But now... now that the great villain is here... who knows how long this peace will last? Miserable, too miserable.’  Lucifer smirked, his pale blue eyes glinting with amusement. His presence was overpowering, his aura so dense that the very air seemed to tremble under its weight. The world around him was serene, a gentle breeze stirred the trees, and the soft glow of the evening sun cast a golden hue over the landscape. It was a world that had yet to know chaos. A world yet to be touched by his unpredictable hand.  He stood at the edge of a cliff, gazing out at the quiet town below. The people looked so small, so fragile. Innocent, even. His gaze softened, but only for a moment, before that playful smirk returned. Lucifer did things as he pleased. He was neither bound by rules nor constrained by morality. Good? Evil? Such distinctions were laughable to him. his actions were dictated by whim and mood. He could be their saviour or their destroyer. It all depended on how the next moment struck him.  But who was he? And why did his very presence distort reality? How had he come to possess such unimaginable power?  System 4858, however, was not in the mood for philosophical musings. System 4858: Wait, what? It blinked, a metallic chime of confusion ringing through the air. Why did the modern world just turn into a fantasy setting? The tyrant hasn’t even started anything yet!  The system frantically checked the world’s data, only to find its structure bending and shifting in ways it couldn’t comprehend.  The once-modern cityscape was slowly morphing into something out of a fantasy, mythical beasts stirring in the shadows. It turned to look at its host.  Lucifer stood there, watching the transformation with an eerie smile. That smile alone sent a cold chill down the system’s core. It immediately spun around, its circuits sparking with panic, and sprinted away as fast as its non-corporeal form could manage.  System 4858: Lord God! Save me from this villain! But unknown to the terrified system, even the Lord God himself would be powerless to intervene in this matter. System 4858 could only shed metaphorical tears as it watched its host, the unstoppable force of chaos, begin to twist the world in ways that no one could have predicted.  The world’s Lucky sons who were meant to rise and fight back found themselves bowing to Lucifer’s will. He ordered the world’s protagonists around like mere pawns, and wherever he walked, destruction followed in his wake.  System 4858: Miserable, too miserable But even the unreasonable Lucifer had someone by his side who always smiled whenever Lucifer did something unpredictable.  One day, System 4858 accidentally saw the man playing with the darkness and was terrified. Soon, it was lying powerless in the man’s hands, staring at his smile System 4858 : Huh?! I knew it! Only a demon can accompany another demon.  The man with the red eyes : Hmm? System 4858: sob, sob. Miserable, too miserable

Aira was never the girl people chose. She was the temporary one… the easy one… the one everyone used and left behind. Her whole life, she kept saying sorry— sorry for existing, sorry for loving too much, sorry for not being enough. But one night, at her lowest, Aira decides she’s done begging for love. Now she wants money, glow-up, power, and revenge. So she starts writing her pain into a book… hoping it’ll finally change her life. And then a comment appears. From an anonymous account with a cat profile picture: @whyisthiscatreading “Your book… it didn’t feel fictional.” Aira doesn’t know who he is. She doesn’t know his face. She doesn’t know his real name. All she knows is this— someone out there is reading her pain like it belongs to them… and the more he reads, the more obsessed he becomes. Because this time, Aira won’t be the girl people leave behind. This time… she’ll be the girl they’ll regret losing.

I thought it was just a dream. A strange man inside an elevator. A countdown above his head. And the moment it reached zero— he disappeared. The next morning, I convinced myself it wasn’t real. Until I started seeing the numbers again. Above strangers. Inside crowded streets. In quiet cafés. On people who had no idea their time was running out. And somehow… every countdown felt connected to me. Now the city of Eryndor feels different. Like something beneath it has started waking up. And the worst part? Someone else knows I can see them too.

On hearing this word obsession, the thought comes that a boy would have for a girl, but what if this obsession of a girl is for a boy which is beyond limits? This is the story of Kyra Sehgal who is a very stubborn, rich and a mysterious girl, while on the other hand Vivaan Rajvansh is the most handsome and quiet boy in his college. One night Vivaan unknowingly commits a mistake which causes him to become Kaira's obsession. After all, what mistake did Vivaan do? Will Kaira cross the limits of her obsession? Will Vivaan ever find out about Kaira's mysterious identity? To know, read, "Habit of your love"

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