Arjun’s fingers were already flying across his keyboard. He typed the phrase that had brought many a reader to their knees:

Arjun spent the next three hours reading. He didn't just skim; he devoured the words. The story was about a girl who left handwritten notes in library books and the boy who found them—ironic, considering his current setting.

When he finally closed the laptop, the sun had set, and the streetlights of Ravindrapur were glowing.