Story Name: Love Eyes Drop đź’§
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Page 1: The First Bench, The Last Smile
The story began in a small school in a quiet town of Guwahati. Two boys and two girls sat on the same first bench in Class 9.
Aarav was silent but kind.
Riya was bright and fearless.
Kabir was funny and confident.
Meera was calm and thoughtful.
It started with simple things — sharing notes, borrowing pens, fighting for window seats. Riya used to tease Aarav for being shy. Kabir always made Meera laugh during boring math classes.
One rainy afternoon, when the whole class was noisy, Riya passed a small paper to Aarav.
It said: "Why do your eyes look so sad?"
Aarav smiled for the first time in front of her.
That day, something changed.
On the other side, Kabir walked Meera home after school. He never said "I love you." He simply carried her heavy bag and said, "You'll become something big one day."
Love didn't start with big confessions.
It started with care.
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Page 2: Between Exams and Heartbeats
By Class 11, everything felt different. Friendships slowly turned into something deeper.
One evening during board exam preparation, Aarav finally spoke.
"Riya… if I say something, will you stay?"
Riya looked at him quietly.
"I'm already here."
That was their confession — simple, honest, real.
Kabir and Meera were different. They fought a lot. Kabir wanted to join a big college in another city. Meera wanted to stay near her parents. They argued about dreams, distance, future.
But one night Meera cried and said,
"I'm not scared of distance. I'm scared of losing you."
Kabir held her hands.
"Then don't lose me."
Love grew stronger between late-night study calls and small jealous fights.
They promised:
School together.
Graduation together.
Life together.
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Page 3: Graduation Dreams
College life began in the same university. Four of them stayed together like always.
Aarav became more confident. Riya supported his dream to become a civil officer. She believed in him more than he believed in himself.
Kabir joined business studies. Meera studied literature. She wrote poems about love, pain, and promises.
But life doesn't stay simple.
Aarav's family faced financial problems. He started working part-time. He became busy. Riya felt ignored but never complained.
Kabir's ambition changed him slowly. He started thinking bigger — bigger city, bigger life, bigger dreams. Meera felt he was drifting away.
One night, Meera asked him,
"Will success change you?"
Kabir replied softly,
"No… but fear of failure might."
Those words stayed in her heart.
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Page 4: Love Is More Than Life
Final year of graduation. Everything was about to change.
Aarav cleared an important exam and got selected for training in another state. Riya was proud, but inside she felt something breaking.
At the railway station, Riya held his hand tightly.
"Promise me you won't forget us."
Aarav's eyes were full of tears.
"I built my dreams because of you."
Their hug felt longer than time.
On the other side, Kabir got a job offer in another country. It was everything he wanted. But Meera's father fell seriously ill. She couldn't leave.
Kabir stood at the airport gate.
"If I stay, I lose my career."
"If you go, I lose you," Meera whispered.
He kissed her forehead and walked away.
Love sometimes chooses sacrifice.
And sacrifice sometimes feels like death.
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Page 5: Love Eyes Drop đź’§
Years passed.
Riya waited. Aarav became successful but distant. Calls became shorter. Messages became formal.
One day Riya received a wedding invitation.
Aarav was getting married — arranged by family.
She didn't cry loudly.
Only one tear fell from her eye.
A love eye drop đź’§.
Kabir returned after three years. Successful, rich… but empty. He searched for Meera.
He found her in a small school, teaching children. She was smiling, but her eyes were tired.
"I came back," Kabir said.
Meera looked at him calmly.
"You came back too late."
She was engaged to someone chosen by her family — a kind man who respected her dreams.
Kabir realized something painful:
Success cannot hug you at night.
Money cannot wipe tears.
That evening, both couples met one last time at their old school building.
No anger.
No drama.
Just silent understanding.
Aarav looked at Riya.
Kabir looked at Meera.
Four eyes filled with memories.
Four hearts full of love.
But destiny had written different endings.
Love is not always about staying together.
Sometimes love is about wishing happiness from far away.
Under the same sky of Guwahati, four people stood silently.
And from their eyes,
fell the last drop of love. đź’§
The End.