Some doors are locked with keys. Others, with memories.
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☁️ Morning — Bunny's POV
(Kitchen – The Great Milk War)
Bunny opened the fridge and stared into the void.
> Bunny (yelling): "AARAV! You used the last of the almond milk?!"
Aarav stepped out of his room, toothbrush in hand, completely unfazed.
> Aarav (dry): "It's just milk, Bunny. Not gold."
> Bunny: "It was my special imported coffee milk!"
> Aarav: "We're in Korea now. Adapt."
Bunny slammed the fridge.
> Bunny (mocking): "I hope your cereal tastes like regret."
> Aarav (grinning): "I hope your coffee tastes like betrayal."
She threw a spoon. He caught it effortlessly, smirking.
> Aarav: "Your aim's improving."
> Bunny: "Shut up, show-off."
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🧺 Midday — Aarav's POV
(Living Room – The Hoodie Argument)
Aarav walked in to see Bunny folding laundry.
She held up his black hoodie, making a face.
> Bunny: "Why do you only wear black? Are you okay?"
> Aarav (calm): "It's classy."
> Bunny: "It's suspicious."
> Aarav: "It's efficient. Less morning decisions."
> Bunny (teasing): "You sound like a tech bro vampire."
> Aarav (shrugging): "You live with one now."
> Bunny: "I want a refund."
He reached for the hoodie, but she pulled it back dramatically, laughing.
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🕯️ Evening — Bunny's POV
(The Hallway – The Door)
The rain was still tapping gently outside. Bunny's feet padded quietly across the wooden hallway floor. She stopped in front of that door — the one that never opened.
She reached for the knob and tried turning it. Locked.
> Aarav (from behind): "You never stop, do you?"
She turned, startled but stubborn.
> Bunny: "It's just a door."
> Aarav (soft but firm): "It's not."
> Bunny: "So what's inside?"
> Aarav: "Something not ready to be shared."
> Bunny: "You're just going to keep shutting me out?"
He stepped forward, voice low but honest.
> Aarav: "Because it's mine. And it's not pretty."
There was a flicker in his eyes — something fragile.
> Bunny (softly): "I'm not scared of ugly, Aarav."
> Aarav: "You should be."
She didn't speak after that. Neither did he.
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🌙 Late Night — Aarav's POV
(Balcony)
Aarav stood with his hands in his pockets, watching the city blur under the rain. His phone buzzed. It wasn't her. He didn't text.
> "What do I even say?"
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🛏️ Late Night — Bunny's POV
(In her room)
She curled up on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
> "He's right there. But I feel like he's still behind that locked door."
She picked up her phone and opened the chat.
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📱 Chat with Unknown
Bunny:
> "He laughs with me. Fights with me. Eats with me. But he still feels far away."
Unknown:
> "Maybe the part of him you're looking for... is the one he hasn't forgiven yet."
Bunny:
> "That door wasn't just wood. It was something else."
Unknown:
> "It always is."
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🔚 To Be Continued...
📖 Next: Chapter 8 — "The Space Between Us"