Story cover for Parallel Class by anjana_writes
Parallel Class
  • ЧИТАТЕЛЕЙ 118
  • Всего голосов 10
  • Части 4
  • Время 16m
  • ЧИТАТЕЛЕЙ 118
  • Всего голосов 10
  • Части 4
  • Время 16m
Текущие, впервые опубликовано июн. 17
Ek normal school day... ek missing friend... aur ek aisi jagah jahan rules normal nahi hain.
Hum sab sirf Rewa ko dhoondhne nikle the... par khud kahaan aa gaye, pata hi nahi chala.

Virtual reality jaisi duniya, player codes on our shirts, and a robotic voice saying - "Level 1 Unlocked."

Kya yeh koi prank hai ya game ka part?
Ya shayad... kuch aur hi?

🔥 Welcome to Parallel Class.
Thoda suspense. Thodi bakchodi. Aur bohot saare secrets.
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