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Nah!\u201d he said, staring back at the \u2018staring look\u2019 Pluto had is giving him. Pluto, the name,even though quite weird, resonates greatly with the girl. Even Pluto likes that nickname herself.Though it sounds nerdy, she told him that she finds the name uniting the two polar opposites\u2014extravagant and minuscule at the same time. Pluto is quite adorable. Even though her phenotypic characteristics sound like short height, short hair, large glasses, and a smiling outlook, she is a mystery herself. She seldom moves from the couch, a couch potato in fact, when she stays at home. And she glares back at Anirban whenever he tries to complain. Still, Anirban loves her. He adores her and takes her everywhere he goes. Everywhere. Looking at Pluto\u2019s red dress, Anirban feels mesmerized, like he could stare at her forever. It\u2019s strange\u2014how someone so stationary can feel so magnetic, pulling him in without effort. Every person needs a dream. Everyone. For some, it\u2019s all about money; for some, new cars; for some, respect; and some look for a well-shaped body. These dreams are what set us apart. Well, all these are dreams that don\u2019t let you sleep\u2014these are goals. For those of us who love our beds, we have dreams, real dreams; dreams set by the subconscious, some pleasant, some nightmares. Anirban is a 6\u20191 man, born in 1996, a so-called genius, who works and is the youngest professor of astronomy at the \u201cUniversity of Scientific Research.\u201d A white shirt and a white coat over it, along with beige casual trousers, mark his appearance. Quite handsome, in fact. For our Anirban, he doesn\u2019t dream. He used to before he had hit his teens. Now every night, he spends some time with Pluto. The time spent increases every night. He sits on the chair, Pluto lying on the couch, smiling more and more as the night unfolds. I\u2019ll let you read his diary entry from his last few days. Who am I? You are just too impatient, dear reader\u2026 15.08.2022 [Anirban\u2019s diary] I know I am sure. I like her. I will give her the time and attention she asks for, but not now. I need to join the meeting of the astronomy club. They\u2019re waiting for me. Pluto doesn\u2019t seem to mind, but I wonder if she notices how distracted I\u2019ve been lately. 18.08.2022 [Anirban\u2019s diary] I don\u2019t really want to go to the meeting now. I feel lazy. It\u2019s about 11:00 pm. These foreign people don\u2019t give a damn about IST, huh? I miss the former enthusiastic me. It\u2019s like a switch has flipped, and I can\u2019t seem to find the energy to care anymore. I used to love these late-night discussions about the cosmos, but now they just feel like a chore. I have made up my mind. I\u2019ll not go. By the way, where\u2019s Pluto? I\u2019ll go find her. 20.08.2022 [Anirban\u2019s diary] 7:59 pmIt\u2019s about 8 pm now. I am exhausted. It looks like my books are begging me to take a look back at them. I don\u2019t feel like it. Today, my colleague Antik told me my hair looks matted to death. He\u2019s a good friend of mine. I\u2019ll go to the hairdresser tomorrow. Well, now I think I should grab my sleeping pills. I kind of have a feeling that if I sleep after 10:30, I won\u2019t sleep at all. Being a physics student, I never quite understand my circadian rhythm anyway. But where are my sleeping pills? I\u2019ll go find them. 10:45 pmI don\u2019t know what\u2019s happening to me lately. I used to find comfort in the stars, but now\u2026 now all I can think about is Pluto. It\u2019s strange how I feel drawn to her as if she\u2019s the only thing that matters. I never imagined I\u2019d lose interest in astronomy, but it\u2019s happening. Every night, I sit with her, and her smile\u2026 it pulls me in more than the secrets of the universe ever could. I hate admitting this. It\u2019s like she\u2019s casting a spell on me, making me forget who I am. But how could she be doing anything bad to me? She just sits there and smiles, always so quiet and mysterious. I should feel guilty\u2014my passion for the cosmos was everything to me. But when I\u2019m with her, I forget all about that. I just don\u2019t care anymore. What\u2019s happening to me? But where\u2019s Pluto? It\u2019s about time now. I\u2019ll go find her. 4:00 amI don\u2019t know. What did I see today? Pluto. It was Pluto. She was all happy. One thing about her is I never saw her teeth. Today, I saw them. She was happy. She was exceptionally happy. I can\u2019t, I can\u2019t. I saw it today. But\u2026 but I\u2019ll tell it later. I would go to Antik\u2019s house now. My colleague and neighbor will surely accept me. 21.08.2022 [Anirban\u2019s diary] 10:05 pmLast night, I rushed down to Antik\u2019s house and woke him up from his sweet dream. He was all so confused and flabbergasted that all he could do was arch his eyebrows, make a weird expression, and point me in. After rushing in, I told Antik that something strange had happened with Pluto, and I felt she wasn\u2019t herself anymore. I explained that, while I was sitting with her, she laughed wholeheartedly for the first time. At first, I was happy to see her laugh, but then I noticed her teeth. They weren\u2019t normal; they were all canines, sharp and large, like a predator\u2019s. I tried to shout, but it felt like she was somehow controlling my voice. When I looked in the mirror, it showed me smiling with my lips stretched up unnaturally, as if stitched up to my ears. That\u2019s when I realized I couldn\u2019t move my elbows and that I was slowly losing control of my limbs. Meanwhile, Pluto seemed to be getting happier. It was like she was moving, almost as if she had just woken up from a deep sleep. It even"}