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~ Atharva’s POV ~

Hands trembling with the nervousness, legs frozen, my mind blank. But my eyes? They were fixed on that one goalpost. The goal that would either shape the future I had always dreamed of or shatter it into pieces.

If I score now, I would secure my career, my permanent place in football.

The years of relentless training, the missed celebrations, the countless hours on the field, all the sacrifices, the sweat, the pain — it would all pay off. But if I miss, I would lose everything. My career, my future, and everything I had worked for, gone in an instant.

I could almost hear my parents' voices in my head, their words echoing, reminding me of all the times they doubted my decision.

"Football won't take you anywhere," they had said.
"You should focus on your studies, secure a stable career."

They were worried, scared for my future. They didn’t believe in football as my calling. I could almost see the disappointment in their eyes if I failed. Everything I had worked for, everything I had fought for, would be for nothing.

But then, there was this inner fire, this determination that refused to be snuffed out. I had to prove them wrong. I couldn’t let their doubts define me. I couldn’t let their fears hold me back. It was more than just proving them wrong; it was about proving to myself that I was capable, that I deserved this moment.

I took a deep breath and forced my legs to move, inching forward toward the ball. The pressure on me was unbearable, but somehow, the world seemed to slow down, as if time had paused, giving me a brief moment of clarity. I could see the goalkeeper, eyes focused on me, ready to make a move. But it didn’t matter. I knew what I had to do.

In the corner of my vision, I saw my teammates, cheering me on. Their faces were filled with hope, trust, and belief in me. I had to repay them for their faith, for all the moments we had shared, all the victories and defeats that had made us stronger as a team. This wasn’t just for me. It was for everyone who had supported me, even when I doubted myself.

Most importantly, My lady, my Adhvika..

I took another step forward, then another. The ball was right in front of me now, and I could almost feel its weight, the responsibility that came with it. I had no room for mistakes. This wasn’t just a penalty kick; this was my future, my dreams, my family’s expectations, and my own belief in what I could become.

The stadium was silent, as if the entire world was holding its breath, waiting for what was to come. I took one final step and struck the ball with everything I had. My foot connected with it perfectly, sending it flying towards the goalpost.

For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. The ball was soaring through the air, and I could feel every eye in the stadium watching me. Time seemed to stretch endlessly. And then, as if in slow motion, the ball hit the net. The crowd erupted into cheers, a deafening roar that filled every corner of the stadium. I had done it. I had scored.

I dropped to my knees, my heart racing, overwhelmed with relief. I had proved them wrong. But more importantly, I had proven to myself that I was worthy of this dream, and I was ready for the future that awaited me.

The teammates came forward, their cheers and slaps on the back blending into a distant hum. I could barely hear them over the pounding of my heart, still racing from the rush of scoring. But then, my eyes found her.

There she was, standing by the sidelines, her eyes glistening with tears. Tears that weren’t of sorrow, but of joy — tears for me. She was the one person who had believed in me from the very start, even when no one else did. When everyone said I was chasing an impossible dream, she stood by my side, unwavering.

Her eyes locked with mine, and it was as if everything else faded away. In that moment, there was no crowd, no pressure, no doubts. It was just her, and me. And then, she started running towards me.

My breath caught in my throat as I watched her move, graceful yet urgent, her white anarkali flowing behind her like a river of light. The silver jhumke in her ears caught the sunlight, sparkling with every step. Her dupatta fluttered in the wind, but she didn’t care. She wasn’t concerned with anything except getting to me.

She reached me in what felt like an eternity, but I didn’t need time to process it. I opened my arms, and she flew into them. The world seemed to disappear as I held her, her warmth and joy enveloping me completely. Her tears soaked my shirt, but I didn’t mind. I had done it. I had proved myself, not just for my family, not just for my teammates, but for her — the one person who had always believed. And now, in this moment, I knew I was not alone..

I couldn't stop my tears, they were because she was the one person who had always been there for me, believing in me when I couldn’t even believe in myself. She had seen the struggle, the sleepless nights, the doubts I had tried to bury. And now, here she was, standing before me, her eyes filled with pride and love. Her words, so simple yet so powerful, hit me in a way nothing else could.

Adhvika:ou did it, Champ, you proved everyone wrong! My little Champ, I am so so proud of you!

The way she said it, as if I had done something more than just score a goal — like I had achieved something greater than victory. She saw me, truly saw me, beyond the field and the pressure. She saw the person who had never given up, the person who had kept pushing, even when it felt like everything was against me.

I wiped my eyes, but the tears kept flowing. They weren’t just tears of relief or joy; they were tears of gratitude. She was my strength, the one who stood beside me through it all. While others doubted, she never once let me go, never once gave up on me. And now, in her eyes, I saw the reward for that faith — not just in my success, but in the love we had for each other.

I pulled her closer, my heart overflowing with emotion.

Atharva: couldn’t have done it without you, Adhvika.

I whispered, my voice breaking. And in that moment, I realized that this victory wasn’t just mine. It was ours.

As the environment settled, we got our trophy and when it was the time to leave, I took over the mic and pulled my sunflower in the middle of the podium and went on my knees,

Atharva: I. Love. You, Ms. Sunflower, par dard hoga mujhse ishq karke..

Adhvika: Vo ishq hi kya, Jisme dard na ho?

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

~ Karan's POV ~

After Atharva’s match, I had to leave the stadium early for some work, but I couldn’t get my mind off the game. The excitement was still buzzing in my veins. Atharva had done it. He had scored the goal that would secure his future, and I couldn’t be prouder of him. But as I headed to my car, I couldn’t shake off the thought of her—Teju.

I decided to go to Atharva's house. He probably wouldn’t be there, but I might catch her—Teju. The little Aafat who had been giving me the silent treatment for the past week. I smiled to myself, shaking my head. I didn’t even understand when it started to affect me this much. I mean, I’ve known her forever, and her little tantrums, her demands—they didn’t bother me before. But now? It was different.

I remembered the last time we spoke. She had asked me for something—some specific gift she wanted, and I had promised to bring it for her. I had gotten busy, of course, and hadn’t followed through. But her anger, her disappointment... it hit me harder than I expected. I couldn’t even explain it. How had we gotten so close that her ignoring me felt like a punch to the gut?

I reached his house and knocked on the door, trying to shake off the strange feeling bubbling in my chest. When Teju opened the door, her arms crossed, her eyes narrowed, I knew immediately she was still upset.

Teja:id you bring it?

she asked, her tone more demanding than usual.

I felt that familiar knot in my stomach. There she was, the little Aafat who had somehow become the center of my world, making me care about things I never used to. I smiled, hoping I could make it right.

Karan:No, But... I’ll bring it tomorrow. I promise

I said, my voice softer than I intended.

She stared at me for a moment, and then, to my surprise, she softened.

Teja:You better. I’m not going to let you off that easy

I chuckled.

Karan: I wouldn’t expect you to.

As I stepped inside, the familiar warmth of the house settled over me. I couldn’t help but think that maybe, just maybe, this was more than just a promise for a gift. It was about how much I had started caring about her—how much I wanted her to be happy, even if it meant getting her the world’s most random thing just to see that smile.

Maybe I was in deeper than I realized.

Or maybe... Just maybe I love her...?

My thoughts came to a halt when I heard a scream from the kitchen. My legs ran instinctively, panic rising in my chest. I burst into the room, only to see her standing there, her fingers pressed tightly against her palm, blood dripping from a deep gash. The knife she had been holding lay on the floor, glinting ominously in the harsh kitchen light.

I froze for a moment, my heart pounding.

Karan: Oh my God, are you okay?

I rushed to her side, my hands trembling as I gently took her wrist, examining the cut.

Teja: I—I wasn’t paying attention,

she whispered through clenched teeth, her face pale.

Teja: It’s nothing. I’ll be fine.

But it wasn’t nothing. The wound was deep, and I could feel the panic rising again. I needed to get her help, but all I could think of was how much I couldn’t bear to see her hurt.

Karan:Don’t say that,

I urged, gently but firmly guiding her to the counter.

Karan: We need to get this cleaned up and stop the bleeding.

As I reached for the first-aid kit, my hands still shaking, I couldn’t help but think... maybe it was in moments like this, when everything else fell away, that the truth became clearer.

I loved her.

And I wasn’t sure what it would take to tell her, but in that moment, I knew I had to protect her. No matter what.

To be continued....

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