CHARACTER AESTHETIC-1 💗 😭

🌧️ 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕-BARSAAT🌧️
"Some stories begin with a confession.
Some begin with destiny.
And some... begin with the rain." 🌧️
Hello, beautiful readers! 🤍
First of all, welcome to the Third Umpire: Is This Love!? 🏏❤️
If you've made it this far, thank you for giving my little world a chance. This story has been living in my imagination for quite a while, and I'm finally excited to share it with all of you.
Before the match begins...
Before the rain falls...
Before two completely different worlds collide...
Let's meet the people who are about to make you laugh, smile, cry, and maybe even fall in love alongside them.
I truly hope you'll enjoy this journey as much as I enjoyed creating it.
And if this story manages to make your heart skip a beat even once...
Please don't forget to:
🤍 Vote if you enjoy the chapter.
💬 Comment because I absolutely love reading your theories, reactions, and favorite moments.
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Your support-whether it's a single vote, a comment, or simply reading silently-means the world to me and motivates me to keep writing.
Now...
Enough talking.
The toss has been won.
The rain has arrived.
And somewhere...
A love story is waiting for its Third Umpire.
So without any further delay...
Let's meet our main characters. 🌧️🏏❤️
With love,
- @pwrettisshe00_ 🌙🖤
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🎨 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 💌
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✦ 𝐀𝐁𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐊 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 ✦
(A fictional portrayal inspired by the public cricketer for this fanfiction.)
"Some people chase victories.
He chases every dream with a bat in his hand." 🏏
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Name: Abhishek Sharma
Age: 25
Birthday: 04 th September
Height: 5'7"
Professional: International Indian Cricketer.
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The nation knows him as the fearless batter.
The stadium knows him by the sound of applause.
The scoreboard knows him through his runs.
But beyond the floodlights...
he is simply a young man trying to balance dreams, expectations, and the life that exists when the cameras stop rolling.
Always wearing a smile.
Always carrying the weight of millions of hopes.
Confident on the field.
Grounded off it.
The kind of person who laughs wholeheartedly, protects the people he loves, and believes that actions speak louder than promises.
He isn't looking for love.
His life already revolves around training sessions, flights, practice nets, interviews, and match days.
Until one rainy evening...
A girl dancing freely under the open sky catches his attention.
Not because she knew who he was...
But because she didn't care.
For the first time-
someone saw the man...
before the cricketer.
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✦ 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 ✦
🏏 Floodlit stadiums.
🌅 Golden sunsets after practice.
🎧 Music between long flights.
👟 White sneakers and oversized hoodies.
☕ Late-night coffee.
📸 Airport diaries.
🇮🇳 The pride of wearing the Indian jersey.
💚 The roar of the crowd.
✨ Quiet moments away from the spotlight.
🤍 A heart that loves deeply but silently.
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> "Millions admired the cricketer.
She unknowingly met the man."
And somewhere between rain, laughter, and stolen glances... a match began that no scoreboard could ever decide.🤫🌙
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✦ 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐈 ✦
"Some people chase the spotlight.
She creates her own." 🎨🌧️
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Name: Tara Oberoi
Age: 22
Birthday: 16 th June
Height: 5'0"
Profession: College Student • Artist • Influencer
Relation: Younger sister of Lovish Oberoi (Komal Sharma's husband)
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She isn't the kind of girl who waits for life to happen.
She paints it.
With colours.
With laughter.
With chaos.
And sometimes...
with the silence she never lets the world hear.
A girl whose hands are almost always stained with paint...
whose camera roll is filled with sunsets, rainy streets and unfinished sketches...
and whose heart somehow finds beauty in the smallest moments.
She is the friend who laughs the loudest.
The artist who turns emotions into masterpieces.
The influencer who inspires millions...
yet never lets fame define who she is.
Confident.
Fearlessly honest.
Unapologetically herself.
She isn't intimidated by popularity.
Not even when the person standing in front of her happens to be India's favourite cricketer.
To the world-
she smiles effortlessly.
But behind that sunshine...
there's a storm she has spent years hiding.
Because some scars aren't visible.
And some battles are fought with a smile.
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✦ 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 ✦
🎨 Paint-stained fingers.
🌧️ Dancing in the rain.
☕ Late-night coffee and sketchbooks.
📸 Golden hour photographs.
🎧 Soft playlists on rainy evenings.
🌼 Fresh flowers tucked between book pages.
🖌️ Canvases filled with emotions.
✨ Loud laughter.
🤍 A heart that still believes in magic.
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"She's the kind of girl who could make an ordinary rainy day feel like the beginning of a love story..."
...little did she know, someone had already fallen in love with that very moment. 💌🌧️
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✦ 𝐀𝐁𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐊 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 × 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐈 ✦
"He lived beneath the stadium lights.
She found happiness beneath the rain clouds.
Neither of them knew...
that destiny had already scheduled their match." 🌧️🏏
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He belonged to a world where every run was celebrated by millions.
She belonged to a world where every brushstroke told a story only a few could truly understand.
One carried a cricket bat.
The other carried a paintbrush.
One lived among roaring crowds.
The other found peace in quiet cafés, sketchbooks, and rainy evenings.
They were never supposed to meet.
Yet...
One rainy terrace.
One stolen glance.
One accidental drink spill.
One unforgettable dance.
And suddenly-
two completely different scoreboards began counting the same heartbeat.
She never chased celebrities.
He never expected someone to treat him like an ordinary person.
She called him-
"Overrated."
He called her-
"Impossible to ignore."
What started as playful banter slowly turned into conversations they never wanted to end.
Between airports and art galleries...
Between stadium lights and rain-soaked streets...
Between family chaos and unexpected friendships...
They discovered that love doesn't always arrive with grand confessions.
Sometimes...
it quietly chooses two people who were never looking for each other.
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✦ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 ✦
🌧️ Dancing together in the rain.
🏏 Stadium floodlights meeting golden sunsets.
🎨 Paint-covered hands holding a cricket bat.
☕ Late-night coffee after endless conversations.
📸 Polaroids filled with laughter.
🎶 Soft playlists during long drives.
🤍 Forehead kisses instead of empty promises.
🌙 Silent understanding in crowded places.
✈️ Airport reunions.
💌 Love letters hidden inside sketchbooks.
✨ Two souls.
One unexpected story.
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> "He thought she'd become another fan...
She thought he'd remain just another cricketer."
They were both wrong.
Because sometimes...
the heart doesn't need a Third Umpire.
It already knows the decision.
OUT...
or NOT OUT... ❤️🏏🌧️
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"Some love stories begin with a proposal.
Theirs... began with the rain." 🌧️🤍
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🌙 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄
Hello, my lovely readers! 🤍
If you've reached this point, thank you for taking the time to read through everything before the story begins. It truly means a lot to me.
Every chapter, every dialogue, and every scene in this book is written with love, patience, and countless cups of imagination. I hope this journey gives you butterflies, laughter, and moments you'll remember long after you've finished reading.
If you're excited to begin this match with Tara and Abhishek, please don't forget to show your support.
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Now...
The rain is about to fall.
The match is about to begin.
And somewhere between the stadium lights and a rainy evening...
A heart is waiting for its final decision.
See you in Character Aesthetic -2! 🌧️🏏❤️
With love,
@pwrettisshe00_ 🌙🖤