Broken Heart — Chapter 1: The PromiseYou never forget the first time someone says your name like it means something.Like you mean something.For me, that someone was Vijay, Vijay Sen.I was just... ordinary in the last tier of their hierarchy.The kind of girl teachers praised but forgot the moment class ended.Always a first bencher, always with the right answers. But no one ever looked twice.A scholarship student in a school filled with kids who had everything—money, last names that mattered, power.They called it the School of Elites.I called it the Hall of Ghosts.Because kids like me? We were the ghosts.Smart. Quiet. Useful.