1904, A village in West Bengal.

You, a middle class girl residing in Kolkata with you family, had to shift to a disnict village for a while as a very big blunder was going on between Britishers and Indians in Kolkata. The houses weren't really small here, and the villagers were kind. But the only issue was the British police poseted in that area used to come in the colonies anytime and check the houses, and if they anything you're shot then and there. You'd been saved 2-3 times when different officers came, but nowadays, only one man, Advik Gupta, an officer used to come in your house. He never touched your private things, and after just standing in for a while he'd go out telling the others that he checked the house.

This thing went on becoming a daily thing, and something started between you both. He'd sometimes come in by your window at night to meet you, and he also used to help revolutionaries there by giving them small informations on the Beitishers' next moves and all.

Today, you were alone at home. Another checking started out of nowhere. Your door wide opened, Advik angrily coming in, but as the door closed he pinned you to the wall