Hero, your journey begins. Do you remember the day you saw him?
To pass, solve this: What’s his favorite color?
It’s cold here without his. What do you whisper to keep going?
Look within: what truth about his makes your heart race?
You've reached his heart. But here’s the twist: you were always inside it 💖
You’ve faced monsters, puzzles, and even ghosts... All for love. You win, braveheart. 💘
My Dear Heroine,
Do you remember the first day we met?
You were wearing yellow, bright like the first ray of sunlight. I was in red, bold, a little restless, but drawn to your warmth. Together, we looked like fire, red and yellow, and maybe that’s what we’ve been ever since. Fire. Not the kind that burns down, but the kind that glows quietly in a corner, warm, untamed, and alive.
Your jhumkas… they still echo in my mind like a temple bell in the silence of a forgotten afternoon. But you know what made them different? Unlike the unreachable bell in a temple, I could reach for yours. I could laugh and watch them sway, and for a moment, time slowed down.
That first drink we shared, it was just water at first, but somehow Coke felt like a celebration. Not of a big moment, but of the little one that changed everything. Just two people, sipping something simple, unknowingly writing the first line of a story neither of us saw coming.
I didn’t know the girl I was texting would be this person, the one who made parting feel like a quiet heartbreak. Dropping you home, watching you walk away… it shouldn't have felt like loss, but it did. Maybe that’s what you do, you make people feel too much with too little. Wish I could Kiss your right now.
And I’ve kept thinking: maybe some meetings aren’t ordinary. Maybe some people wear yellow and light up the lives of those who wear red.
Yours,
The boy in red