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Too Many Losing Heroes

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Too Many Losing Heroes Five lives. Five stories. Each scar hides a reason to love again. Told through five arcs, every story reveals a different kind of love — gentle or painful, quiet or fierce — each capturing a truth about what it really means to love and to lose. Arc 1 — Rahul: The Artist of Lies He hides behind sarcasm and silence — a boy who doesn’t believe in love or justice anymore. But when a strange confession turns his quiet world upside down, he finds himself drawn into something he never expected: sincerity. In a place full of fake smiles and whispered rumors, Rahul learns that sometimes the hardest truth is letting someone see who you really are. A story of trust, redemption, and the kind of love that feels too real to be safe. Arc 2 — Raj (Hayabusa): The Boy with the Scar To everyone, Raj is perfect — a calm, focused fencing champion who never loses his composure. But perfection is just another mask. When an unexpected encounter challenges the loneliness he’s carried for years, Raj must decide if he’s ready to open his heart again — or if some memories are too sharp to hold. A story about gentle hearts, hidden pain, and finding someone who doesn’t flinch at your scars. Arc 3 — Leo: The Star Who Forgot to Shine He was born to be adored — the idol, the dancer, the name on every billboard. But fame is a cruel mirror, and Leo’s reflection hides more than anyone knows. When a girl with quiet eyes steps into his world, she doesn’t see the celebrity — she sees the boy still learning how to breathe. And for the first time, he wonders if love could be louder than applause. A story about fame, fear, and the courage to love when everyone’s watching. Arc 4 — Hritik: The One Who Sees Too Much Hritik trusts numbers more than people. He built walls out of code, firewalls around his heart — because data doesn’t lie, but people always do. Then someone begins breaking through both. As secrets unravel and memories resurface, Hritik learns that not every connection is meant to be encrypted. A story about control, vulnerability, and falling for someone who knows how to read your silence. Arc 5 — Neel: The Forgotten Memory He doesn’t remember what he lost — only that something inside him aches for answers. Surrounded by friends who treat him like glass, Neel begins to piece together the truth hidden behind their smiles. But when love brings back the memories they all tried to bury, Neel must face the question none of them ever could: Was it worth it? A story about memory, love, and the quiet heroism of forgiveness. Series Theme Every arc is a different kind of love — one born from pain, another from trust, another from loss. Five broken hearts, one shared story. Because not all heroes save others. Some just save themselves — one heartbeat at a time.
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Chapter 1 - ARC OF GLITCH : Chapter 01 – The Confession  

Chapter 1 – The Confession

 

"I like you, Rahul! Please, please be my boyfriend~"

 

With a honeyed voice, a girl standing in front of me confessed her feelings to me.

 

Am I dreaming?

 

It must be a dream—because the girl standing in front of me was none other than the famous model and singer, Miss Salina from my class.

 

She's quite famous in town and in college. Her mother was originally from Britain, which contributes to her beauty. You get it, right?

 

So—the famous celebrity of the college, who can choose any rich guy or someone with a great future, is confessing her love to me.

 

A guy who doesn't have money, or a great future.

Or, more precisely, a loner who doesn't have any friends.

 

Something is fishy here.

 

It has to be something related to a prank… or maybe a fake relationship to keep other boys away.

 

Or maybe… maybe she really likes me?

 

Nah! It can't be possible. Don't dream with open eyes, Mr. Rahul. She's asking you out of the blue—it has to be one of the first two options.

 

I got lost in my thoughts and didn't pay attention to Salina. I took off my glasses, held them in my hands, and looked closely toward her.

 

She looked kind of afraid and kept glancing at the tree behind me.

 

"Seriously!?" I asked, with a shocked expression. Knowing all the facts, I must be nuts, right?

 

"I'm very serious!" she said, closing her eyes.

 

I dropped my glasses on the ground. When I bent down to pick them up, I looked backward—there was some movement.

 

Being the shrewd guy that I am, everything clicked instantly.

 

Her friends were enjoying this little prank… or punishment.

 

I knew from the beginning that not a single person would care about me in this college. But this… this made me feel bad for myself. Poor little me.

 

"I don't know anything about you, and you also don't know anything about me, so... you know what I'm trying to say, don't you? I can't be your boyfriend," I said in a husky voice, knowing the situation—it was better to back off now.

 

"Yes, that's true. But we'll get to know each other over time. So please, don't say no~" Salina replied.

 

With that reply, I could confirm it—this wasn't a prank, but a punishment.

 

If I turned her down, her friends would force her to approach me again—because I'm the main character of this novel, aren't I?

 

"Then okay... let's date," I said with a fake smile.

 

"Are you serious?" Salina questioned.

 

"I'm serious. Wanna hang out after college ends? I mean, as a date after college?" I asked.

 

"Yes, of course!" she replied.

 

"Okay then, bye. See you after college," I said, and left toward the classroom.

 

I guess I can entertain myself for some time now—to avoid my boredom.

And also… let me cook something for the readers.

 

Hahahahaha (pure evil laughter)

 

 

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Chapter 2 – Salina's Side

 

My name is Salina.

 

I'm a model and singer. I don't want to sound sarcastic, but… I'm pretty famous in town.

 

I'm twenty-one years old and attending an art college known for being filled with rich kids.

 

I chose this college because they value privacy and allow me to take leaves as I want, depending on my work schedule.

 

Everything was perfect—until this morning.

 

 

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Morning

 

When I entered the classroom, my friends greeted me.

 

"Good morning, guys~" I said, waving my hands left and right.

 

"Morning, Salina~" my female friend, Maya, said.

 

"Morning, Salina. Did you get prettier again?" my male friend, Akash, teased.

 

"Oh, stop it already~ that's just your imagination!" I replied.

 

"Hey! Stop flirting with her!"

 

"And you, Salina—you did it again!"

 

It was my best friend, Tanvi, with an annoyed face.

 

"You said you'd come hang out with us this weekend, but you didn't show up! We waited for you for almost two hours! You didn't even pick up your phone or see any of our messages!" she said angrily.

 

"I'm really sorry! I just got too focused on my work and lost track of time. So please forgive me this once!" I pleaded.

 

"This once? It's your third time doing this! Be ready for your punishment," she said, still annoyed.

 

"Punishment? What kind of punishment?" I asked, tilting my head.

 

"You have to date the dumbest guy in our class. You don't have to really date him—just pretend," Tanvi said.

 

"That's so wrong! I can't do that!"

 

"You don't have to feel guilty," she continued. "Because the person we're choosing is about to get expelled. He's in this college on a scholarship, but he's about to lose it. So, think of it as a treat for him—or maybe a goodbye gift."

 

Salina looked out the window.

 

"The guy wearing headphones and sleeping in the morning—that's the one you're going to date," Tanvi pointed.

 

I looked out the window.

 

A guy with long black hair in a wolf cut was either sleeping or listening to music. Suddenly, he got up, looked at his phone, placed it in his leather bag, and took out his glasses.

 

He wore them and walked out of the class.

 

During that short moment, I saw his face. He was good-looking—and tall, maybe around 180 cm.

 

"Did he hear what we were discussing? If so, we're going to be in big trouble," Akash said nervously.

 

"I don't think so. He always seems like he's either listening to music or in a deep sleep," Tanvi replied.

 

"Okay, I'm on it. I'll ask him to be my boyfriend—as punishment for the last three times," I said.

 

I felt sorry for them. They had waited two hours for me… and honestly, I was a little curious about that guy.

 

Students who get scholarships in this college are very rare—only one is accepted each year.

 

And he's someone who has never approached me—not even once.

 

"Okay then, good luck! Ask him out during lunch break, okay? We'll watch from a hidden spot," Tanvi said.

 

"Okay," I replied.