When they all woke up they went to that store where they had entered the magical games
They saw another one with the name The Bonds
They said let's go in this
They all went and opened it
The light smashed
When they woke up they saw themselves in a ground
They said what do we do now
They all went to find their homes
They said let's get apart and find our homes
Affan saw he had a medium house
He entered and saw his mother
She said you came
He said yea
She gave him a note and said it was for you
When Affan opened it there was written in your game life there is no father of you just a mom
Anshuman saw his home it was also medium
He entered and saw his father and mom
Anant saw his house it was stylish medium
He saw his father and mother
There was a note written your father owns a little shoe shop
Aditya reached his home and saw his father
He also saw a note where it was written you don't have a mom in this game life and your father owns a toy shop
Ayaan saw his home
Inside he saw his father and mother
In a note it was written your family owns a cake and cookies shop
Then they all went to their rooms and slept
The biggest house was of Affan
The second biggest was of Aditya
The third was of Anshuman
The fourth was of Ayaan
The fifth was of Anant
Another day their parents woke them up
They said go to your school
They all got shocked and said school
They all got ready and went to school
They all met and said which one is our school
Then they saw their ID cards
The school was Crimson High
From the back a boy said that is the most dangerous and stylish school there are only handsomes
They all went to Crimson High and their eyes widened in shock when they saw a massive, stylish school filled with cool boys and fashionable girls roaming everywhere. When they looked at themselves, they muttered, "We don't have a chance in front of them all."
They entered the school and stepped into their class, where each of them stood and gave their introduction. Many girls whispered among themselves, saying that they were handsome—but poor.
After class, they went to the garden and noticed some boys bullying a fat boy. For a moment, they looked at each other and said, "Let's ignore it. We don't want any problem in this game."
They all went back to class and some boys were showing their expensive accessories. One boy said, "This chain cost more than your whole family car," and everyone laughed loudly. Ayaan and his friends ignored them and sat down.
From the corner, they saw a boy sitting near the window, looking outside quietly. His face looked serious and he didn't care about anyone around him. Before they could say anything, one girl whispered, "He is the richest in the whole school but he doesn't talk with anyone much."
Aditya whispered, "Richest boy but still looking like he lost his homework," and Anshuman started laughing until Ayaan said, "Don't interfere. We don't want problems."
They all focused back on class and when it ended, they went outside and showed each other their houses. Aditya said, "My house is small but my fridge is always full of samosas." Anant said, "My house has the softest bed, better than any hotel." Anshuman laughed and said, "In your house even mosquitoes get more sleep than you." Everyone laughed and Ayaan said, "At least we are all together."
After that they all went home, ate dinner, and slept.
Next day when they woke up, they wore their best clothes, but those clothes were not that trending. When they met at the school gate, they all saw each other and laughed a little. Aditya held up his old phone and said, "At least it works." Ayaan nodded and said, "Yeah, at least we have one."
They went to class, but there was no teacher inside. The class bullies noticed them and smirked. One bully said, "Look at these poor kids. Are you all that broke? See our jewelry, our brand new phones, our cool clothes." The whole class laughed as the bullies flashed their accessories.
Ayaan stood up and said calmly, "Don't interfere with us. We're not here for trouble." But the bullies laughed louder. "Ohhh, so tomorrow you poor kids will show your best outfits? Let's see what you got." The entire class laughed again while the richest guy sat in the corner, watching them quietly.
After school, when Ayaan and his friends were walking home, they saw that richest boy walking alone. They went near him, and before they could speak, he turned and said, "Hi, I'm Sam."
They were surprised. "Hi, Sam," they all replied together. Aditya whispered, "You actually talk?" Sam gave a small smile and said, "I don't talk much. But take this bag for tomorrow." Without another word, he left in his sleek, cool car.
When they opened the bag, their eyes went wide. Inside were stylish watches, cool accessories, and five brand new phones. They jumped with excitement, but then they noticed five more bags. They opened them and found each bag full of trendy clothes. They each took one and laughed in disbelief.
The next day, the bullies were waiting eagerly, expecting them to walk in with poor outfits again. The classroom door opened, and the five of them entered together. They were wearing cool, expensive outfits, limited-edition shoes, and stylish watches. The bullies' smiles disappeared, replaced by jealousy.
All the girls in the class started flirting with Ayaan and his friends, while whispers spread across the room. The bullies looked down, embarrassed, as everyone's attention shifted away from them.
The girls surrounded them and asked, "Where did you all buy these outfits? They look like limited editions!"
Ayaan and his friends smiled and said together, "A friend gave them." The girls looked even more impressed as the five of them went and sat down.
Later, when they went to the cafeteria, they heard loud noises. Everyone was crowded around, cheering and shouting. In the middle of the crowd, two guys were fighting. Their fists clashed with such force that each punch sent a shock through the air, making trays and chairs rattle nearby.
Aditya's eyes widened. "Bro… did you see that? Their punches are literally shaking the air!"
Anshuman swallowed hard. "If that's the level of fighting in this school, we're finished."
Anant whispered, "We can't beat them. We're not that strong."
Ayaan clenched his fists, staring at the fight quietly. "Maybe not now… but we'll have to find a way."
From behind, a deep voice rang out, and the entire cafeteria froze. Everyone turned just in time to see a punch slam into both fighters, sending them crashing against the wall. The impact made the floor shake slightly, and a stunned silence fell over the room.
Everyone stared, terrified, as the guy stood calmly, his aura radiating power. Moments later, his team members appeared and shouted, "No one is better than our Vasco!"
Ayaan and his friends exchanged shocked glances. "Did… he just single-punched both of them?" whispered Aditya, eyes wide.
Anshuman muttered, "That was insane… how is anyone supposed to compete with him?"
The cafeteria was buzzing with whispers, and even the bullies from before stayed silent, clearly intimidated by Vasco's presence.
Vasco turned toward Ayaan and walked up slowly, his eyes calm but piercing. "You're a newbie," he said in a low, confident voice. "If you want anything, tell me."
One of his team members stepped forward and added proudly, "Our Vasco… he's not just strong. He helps the weak. If anyone needs help, he's the first to stand for them."
Ayaan and his friends looked at each other, surprised and a little relieved. "He… actually helps people?" whispered Anant.
Aditya nodded slowly, still impressed. "Yeah… that's not something you see every day in this school."
Vasco just gave a small nod, then turned back toward his team, leaving a mix of awe and curiosity in the air.
They all went home and said, "Let's talk on the phone tonight." Everyone agreed, "Okay, bye," and they went their separate ways.
When Ayaan entered his home, he first passed through the family shop. Above the shop was his house. As he was going upstairs, his mom called out, "Ayaan, can you help us?"
"Yeah, sure," Ayaan replied. He joined his mom, dad, and the workers, helping with the shop chores. Then his mom said, "A customer is sitting on that corner bench, eating. Can you go ask her if she wants anything else?"
Ayaan walked over, and when he saw, his heart skipped a beat. A very cute girl was sitting there, happily eating a pastry. When she noticed Ayaan, her face instantly turned red like a tomato. Ayaan panicked, thinking, Did I scare her? She quickly finished, gave the money to his mom, and left in a hurry.
Back in the kitchen, Ayaan was nervous, replaying the moment in his head. Did I actually scare her? He couldn't shake it off. Later, he went upstairs and checked his phone. The five of them had made a group chat together.
The next morning, they all woke up and went to school. But when they gathered, only Ayaan, Affan, Aditya, and Anshuman were there. "Where is Anant?" Ayaan asked.
Suddenly, a letter dropped in front of them. They opened it, and it read: "Anant's game is crashed. He is in the real world now. You four have to play."
Their faces went pale. "Oh no… now there's no Anant. We four are only here."
With heavy thoughts in their heads, they quietly walked to class.
They went to their games class and the sir said, "Who can do calisthenics?"
Every girl looked around confused. "Which boy can do that?" they whispered.
Ayaan and Affan stepped forward. A guy from their class named John also came.
They started to do calisthenics. Every girl was impressed.
Ayaan smirked. "Let's take off our hoodies."
He removed his hoodie, and his six packs and tight muscles were visible. His body looked like a bodybuilder. Affan also took off his hoodie, showing his strong physique. The girls started cheering loudly.
John, jealous, pulled off his shirt. One girl giggled, "Eww, his body's not even close." Another shouted, "Let's go Ayaan! Let's go Affan!"
Then Ayaan and Affan began doing handstand pushups.
Aditya clapped and laughed. "Bro, they're beasts."
Anshuman shook his head. "We do bodybuilding, not calisthenics."
Ayaan grinned mid push-up. "I can do both."
Affan smirked. "Me too."
The girls screamed and started flirting with them.
After finishing, they wore their hoodies again and left.
"Bye, see you tomorrow," Ayaan said.
"Bye!" the others replied as they walked home.
When Ayaan entered the shop his mom said, "Ayaan, today can you help us? You just have to make bills and take the orders."
Ayaan replied, "Okay."
He started taking orders and checking his phone in between. Suddenly the door opened. Still looking at his phone, he welcomed the customer, but when he looked up, his eyes widened. It was the same cute girl from yesterday.
Her cheeks turned red again as she walked forward and said in a cute, nervous voice, "I want a red velvet pastry."
Ayaan quickly nodded. "Sure. You want to eat here or take it packed?"
"Umm… I want to eat here," she replied softly.
"Okay," Ayaan said, then hesitated. "I'm… sorry."
She blushed harder. "W-why?"
Ayaan looked down. "I think I scared you yesterday."
She shook her head quickly. "No, no, that's not it. I was just… nervous."
"Oh, okay," Ayaan said, a small smile forming. "You can sit there."
"Thank you," she whispered.
Ayaan brought her the pastry and went back to the counter. She ate happily, her smile bright. Ayaan glanced at her and said, "If you want anything, tell me."
She looked up shyly. "Oh… okay."
Ayaan thought to himself, Her voice is so sweet.
When she finished, she came to the counter, handed him the money, and said, "If you don't mind… do you want to be my friend?"
Ayaan blinked, surprised, then smiled. "Yeah, sure."
Her face lit up. "I'm Waguri."
"I'm Ayaan."
"Oh, very nice name," she said warmly.
"Same to you," Ayaan replied.
"Bye, Ayaan," Waguri said, blushing again as she picked up another pastry to take with her. Then she walked out the door.
Ayaan stood there for a moment, still smiling, before saying, "I'm going up."
When Ayaan entered his room, there was a knock on the door. He opened it, and his mother was standing there holding a pastry box.
"Ayaan, I saw this pastry box outside the shop. Is this Waguri's box?" she asked.
"Yes," Ayaan replied.
His mother frowned. "Go and find her. I think she is in a problem."
Ayaan didn't waste a second. He ran out into the street, searching. Soon, he heard some rough voices in a nearby alley.
When he looked, he saw four boys stalking Waguri. One of them stepped forward and said, "You're dead, little girl."
Waguri closed her eyes in fear as the boy raised his fist. But when she opened them again, she saw Ayaan holding the boy's punch firmly. The other three stepped back in shock.
"Oh, so you came to save her?" one of them sneered.
"Yeah," Ayaan said firmly.
Another rushed at him with a punch, but Ayaan struck first, sending the guy flying back. In that moment, he realized his strength was far greater than he thought.
The other three jumped at him together, but Ayaan dodged, punched, and threw them down with ease. Within seconds, all four were lying on the ground groaning.
Waguri's eyes sparkled as she said, "Ayaan… you are so strong."
Ayaan looked at her and nodded. "Yeah. Let me walk you to the station."
She smiled softly. "Thanks."
Ayaan walked beside her until they reached the station. Before he left, Waguri looked at him shyly. "Thanks, Ayaan, for helping me."
"Never mind," he said with a smile.
When he returned home, he told his mom, "She knows Waguri."
His mom nodded. "Yes, she's our daily customer."
"Oh, okay. Now I'm going to sleep," Ayaan said.
He went upstairs to his room, lay down, and soon fell asleep.
Next day when they reached school Ayaan met his friends.
"Hey, guys."
"Why weren't you messaging us last night?" Aditya asked.
"I was dropping a customer to the station," Ayaan answered.
"Oh, OK," they said, and they walked to class.
When they entered, Vasco was there. Ayaan felt a little nervous but walked in and sat down.
Vasco stood and faced the class. "I heard someone beat four boys last night. Tell me who did it. If I find him, I will kill him."
"We don't know," the class mumbled.
Ayaan stood up. "I was that boy."
Everyone gasped. "You?" someone whispered.
Vasco pushed through the students and grabbed Ayaan's shoulder with brutal strength. Ayaan's shoulder burned and he fell to his knees.
"Hey, stop!" Affan shouted.
"Let him go!" Anshuman and Aditya added, but Vasco's team blocked them.
"You will die because of me," Vasco hissed.
Ayaan gripped Vasco's hand with all his strength. "You don't know anything about last night." He twisted and pulled—Vasco's fingers slipped free. The whole class stared; no one had ever broken Vasco's hold.
Vasco lurched forward, furious, but one of his teammates shoved him back. "Vasco, don't do that!" the teammate barked.
The teammates turned to Ayaan. "Calm down," one said, and they hauled Vasco out of the classroom.
Outside, Vasco's teammate inspected his hand. "Why did you stop him? He was about to kill Ayaan."
"If you hadn't stopped me," the teammate replied, "Ayaan would've killed Vasco." He pointed to Vasco's palm—there was red on it, bruised and scraped.
Ayaan took a breath. "Last night a girl came to my shop. I went to find her and saw four boys stalking her. I beat them and walked her to the station."
"Wait—so you did the right thing?" a classmate asked.
"You did good," another voice said, quietly approving.
The classroom buzzed with low murmurs as everyone absorbed what had happened. Vasco stood a short distance away, staring at Ayaan with a look that mixed anger and something unreadable.
They all went to their homes.
When Ayaan entered, he saw Waguri sitting in the shop.
"Ayaan, you're back," his mother said. "Waguri was waiting for you."
Ayaan's face turned red. "For me?" he asked nervously.
"Yeah," Waguri said softly, smiling.
"I… um… thanks for waiting," Ayaan stammered.
Waguri looked down and said, "I want to thank you for last night."
"You don't have to," Ayaan said.
"If you weren't there, they would have hurt me," Waguri said, eyes serious for a moment.
"Don't worry. Everything is fine now," Ayaan replied.
Waguri's cheeks warmed. "By the way, which school do you go to?" she asked.
"Crimson High," Ayaan said.
"Wow," Waguri said, surprised. "I'm in that school too."
Ayaan's heart skipped. He thought, She's there too.
"Bye, Ayaan. Take care," Waguri said, picking up her bag.
"Bye, Waguri. Take care," Ayaan said, smiling.
After she left, Ayaan went up to his room and slept.