Chapter 1 — The Beginning of the Fracture
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1. The Silent Mansion
In the northern corner of Dhaka, a colossal mansion stood like a monument of glass and gold.
The chandeliers sparkled through the marble floors, reflecting the quiet pride of wealth.
Inside the drawing room, Mehedi Reza Khan, one of the richest industrialists in the country, sat with a cup of coffee.
He looked tired — not from work, but from the weight of silence around him.
Across the table stood his secretary, Raihan, hesitant but concerned.
"Sir, you seem distracted since morning. Is everything alright?"
Mehedi exhaled deeply.
"I was just wondering about my youngest son… Adil."
Raihan froze for a moment.
"Sir, I believe he's still working on that research project. He's barely attending college these days."
Mehedi turned his gaze toward the window.
Beyond the glass, the city lights flickered like restless souls.
"He's always been different, Raihan. His brothers never understood him. His mother never tried. But that boy—"
He paused, eyes distant.
"—that boy has something inside him… something the world will never understand."
Everyone in the mansion knew:
the family's greatest mystery was their third son — Adil Reza Khan.
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2. Three Brothers, Three Worlds
Mehedi Khan had three sons.
The eldest, Arish Reza Khan, was a rising political star — young, sharp, and dangerously charming.
He was loved by the people, feared by the elite, and secretly rotten to the core.
Behind his smile hid the makings of a villain the world had yet to meet.
The second, Ayaan Reza Khan, was a business prodigy — a financial genius who turned their company into an empire.
The media adored him. "The Golden Hands of Business," they called him.
And then, the third — Adil.
Quiet. Withdrawn. Always lost in his own world of codes, algorithms, and glowing screens.
He rarely spoke, rarely smiled.
While his brothers basked in fame, Adil found solace in the hum of processors and the rhythm of keystrokes.
His mother called him "a disappointment."
His brothers mocked him.
Only his father believed in him.
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3. The Morning at Campus
Morning sunlight spilled across the green lawns of the college.
Birds chirped, coffee steam floated in the cold breeze, and students laughed in clusters.
Adil walked alone, backpack hanging loosely, eyes tired but calm.
Beside him, his only real friend, Rihan, kept pace.
"Bro, you didn't sleep again, did you?" Rihan asked with a grin.
Adil smiled faintly.
"I was finishing a new security protocol. Couldn't stop until it worked."
Rihan rolled his eyes.
"You and your codes. You know, no girl's ever gonna fall for a guy who spends nights with a laptop."
Adil chuckled.
"I'm not looking for someone to fall for me. I'm building something that'll outlive me."
Across the field, a group of students laughed near the fountain.
At the center stood Nova — the most popular girl in college.
Her laughter carried through the air like music.
Rihan nudged Adil.
"There she is. Your dream girl. Today's your chance."
Adil looked away, a flicker of nervousness crossing his face.
"Maybe…" he whispered.
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4. The Proposal
It was noon when Adil found Nova sitting alone on a garden bench, scrolling through her phone.
He gathered his courage, heart pounding against his ribs.
"Nova…" he said softly.
She looked up, slightly surprised.
"Oh, Adil? Did you hack something again?" she teased.
He shook his head.
"Not today. I just… wanted to say something else."
Her smile faded a little as he continued,
"I know you have people around you all the time. You're confident, bright… different.
But I like you, Nova. I really do."
The world seemed to hold its breath.
Then came a sound — laughter.
Nova laughed.
"You're kidding, right? You? You're a nerd, Adil. You don't even talk to people."
A few nearby students turned their heads.
Her friends came over, some of them Adil's own circle.
One of them said mockingly,
"Dude, you said you wouldn't confess! Now you're doing this in public?"
Another sneered,
"Look at you. Who'd ever want a guy like you?"
The laughter spread like wildfire.
Adil stood frozen, his face pale.
His voice trembled,
"You don't understand… breaking someone's heart isn't funny."
Nova crossed her arms.
"Please, Adil. Stop making a scene. You're not my type."
The crowd roared with laughter again.
Only Rihan stayed silent, guilt clouding his face.
For Adil, the sound of their laughter was the sound of a world shattering.
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5. The Collapse
That night, Adil sat in his dark room, illuminated only by his laptop's glow.
Lines of code scrolled endlessly on the screen, but his eyes didn't see them.
His mind echoed with the same words:
You're not my type.
You're a nerd.
You're a joke.
He shut the laptop hard.
His reflection in the black screen stared back at him — hollow, hurt, human.
He whispered to himself,
"Everyone lies. Friendship, love… all fake. Only creation is real. Only my work is real."
A single tear fell onto the cold metal of his laptop.
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6. The Father's Call
The next evening, Mehedi Khan sat in his office when Raihan entered.
"Sir, Adil is here."
Adil walked in quietly. His face was calm but his eyes carried storms.
Mehedi rose from his chair.
"My son… are you alright?"
Adil gave a faint smile.
"I've learned something, Father. People don't break you — expectations do."
Mehedi stepped closer, placing a hand on his son's shoulder.
"The world isn't fair, Adil. Especially to those who think differently.
You don't have to fit in — build your own world."
Adil looked straight into his father's eyes.
"Then give me a chance to do that."
Mehedi smiled softly.
"I've already prepared it. An island — isolated, peaceful.
It's yours. You'll have access to two billion dollars in funding.
Use it wisely, my son. But remember — solitude can be fire."
Adil looked down for a moment, then smiled — a smile of purpose.
"Maybe I'll find my light in that fire."
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End of Chapter 1 — The Beginning of the Fracture