Back in the day, I was like a bad rom-com villain. Picture this: a guy with all the smooth lines and none of the follow-through. I’d set traps for girls, making them fall head over heels with my so-called charm. It was like I had a PhD in manipulation and a minor in ghosting. I'd swoop in, steal their hearts, and then vanish faster than Houdini. Now, I'm trying to switch careers from heartbreak artist to a decent human being.
It all started in college, where I studied Architecture Engineering. My friends used to call me "The Architect of Broken Hearts." I thought it was funny back then. I had a knack for sketching grand designs, both on paper and in people's minds. I'd paint a picture of a perfect romance, but it was all a facade. My blueprints were full of empty promises and dead ends.
The thrill of the chase and the rush of newfound affection were intoxicating. But I never stayed long enough to build something real. Instead, I'd disappear, leaving confusion and heartbreak in my wake. It was a selfish game, and I was the undefeated champion, or so I thought.
One day, it hit me: I was designing my own downfall. Relationships aren't just sketches you can erase and redraw. They require commitment, effort, and genuine care. I've hurt people who deserved so much better, and I'm truly sorry for that. Now, I'm on a mission to rebuild, not just for myself, but for those I wronged.
It's a long road, but I'm dedicated to making things right. I've traded in my tricks for honesty and my games for genuine connections. I want to be the person who builds lasting, meaningful relationships, not one who leaves ruins behind.
- Nirakar, with a degree in Architecture Engineering
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