In a small, quiet corner of the world lived a boy named Jag. He wasn't the kind to talk much
or seek attention. While others laughed and played in groups, Jag lived in his own little
world — calm, quiet, and tucked away from the chaos. An introvert by nature and a
dreamer at heart, he found peace not in people, but in stories.
He had only a few friends, and even they had become distant over time, buried under the
weight of work and routine. So Jag spent most of his time alone, but he never felt truly
lonely. Because when the world outside turned grey, he turned to the world of anime —
colourful, deep, full of life.
He had watched countless anime series, each with its own charm, but one story gripped him
differently. It was during one of his late-night anime binges that he met her — a fictional
character named Robin.
Robin wasn't just another character. She had something mysterious in her eyes, something
strong yet soft in her presence. She looked to be around 26 or 28, mature and composed,
with a past that whispered more than it showed. Jag found himself mesmerized — watching
that one particular scene of hers again and again. The way she moved, the way she spoke,
even the silence she carried — it enchanted him.
He rewatched the entire anime just for her. Every time Robin appeared on screen, the rest of
the world faded away. For Jag, it felt like he had found a missing piece of himself, hidden
inside a fictional world. It wasn't just admiration. It was something
deeper, something unexplainable — as if she belonged to his story somehow.
And in that moment, under the dim glow of his screen, Jag's lonely escape turned into the
beginning of something... more.
Something unknown.
Something magical.