!!When We Meet Again!! Kriyansh Fanfic !!D3!!

Prologue – Some Goodbyes AreNever Meant to Be Forever

Love.

People often say that true love always finds its wayback.

But what if fate itself decides to stand in its way?

What if two people, deeply in love, are separated not bychoice, not by betrayal, but by a truth too painful to reveal?

Ten years.

Ten long years had passed since two hearts were tornapart by a goodbye that never received an explanation.

Back then, they were simply Reyansh Singhania and KriyaGhai—two passionate dancers who believed every performance told a story andevery heartbeat followed its own rhythm.

They had dreamed together.

Laughed together.

Fallen in love together.

And then...

They had become strangers.

The world believed Kriya had walked away to chase herdreams abroad, leaving behind the boy who had loved her with everything he had.

Rey never tried to stop her.

Kriya never looked back.

At least, that was the story everyone knew.

But the truth...

The truth had been buried beneath silence, sacrifice, andsecrets.

Some nights, Rey still found himself standing in theempty halls of his dance academy long after everyone had left. Music echoedthrough the studio, but to him, every melody carried the memory of the girl whohad once taught him that dancing wasn't about perfection—it was about feeling.

Every achievement felt incomplete.

Every applause reminded him of the one person who wasn'tthere to hear it.

Miles away, Kriya had built a life many only dreamed of.She had choreographed international productions, trained world-class dancers,and earned countless awards.

Yet every standing ovation ended the same way.

With her eyes searching the crowd...

For someone who was never there.

She had kept one promise.

She never returned.

Because returning meant facing the man whose heart shebelieved she had shattered forever.

Both had learned to smile.

Both had learned to hide their pain.

Neither had learned to stop loving.

And somewhere in the shadows...

Someone had been watching.

Waiting.

Patiently guarding a secret that had changed two lives.

A secret written in forgotten letters.

A truth hidden inside unanswered phone calls.

A lie that had stolen ten precious years.

But lies have a way of unraveling.

No matter how carefully they are buried.

Sometimes, all it takes is one unexpected invitation.

One reunion.

One dance.

One chance to ask the question that should have beenasked a decade ago.

"Why did you leave?"

Neither Rey nor Kriya knew that destiny had already begunwriting the next chapter of their story.

A chapter where old friends would reunite.

Old promises would be tested.

Hidden enemies would emerge from the past.

And two hearts, separated by time, would finally discoverthat some goodbyes are not endings.

They are simply pauses...

...until love finds its way home.

Because every unfinished love story deserves one lastdance.

Chapter 1

A Life Built on Memories

Mumbai

The city had changed.

The skyline was taller.

The roads busier.

The dreams bigger.

But for Reyansh Singhania...

Some things had never changed.

The large glass windows of Reyansh Dance Studios, India's most prestigious dance academy, overlooked the glittering city lights. The academy buzzed with excitement as students hurried through rehearsals, instructors shouted counts, and music echoed through every hallway.

"Five... six... seven... eight!"

The synchronized footsteps reverberated across Studio One.

A group of dancers completed their routine before the music came to a stop.

Silence.

Every eye shifted toward the man standing near the mirrored wall.

Dressed in a simple black T-shirt, grey joggers, and white sneakers, Rey stood with his arms folded across his chest. At thirty-four, he carried himself with quiet confidence. Success had polished his personality, but not erased the warmth that had once made him the heart of the D3 gang.

He observed the dancers for a moment before speaking.

"Good."

The students exchanged relieved smiles.

"But good isn't enough."

The smiles disappeared instantly.

"You all know the steps," Rey continued calmly, walking toward them. "Anyone can memorize choreography. What makes a performance unforgettable is what you feel while dancing."

He pointed toward one of the dancers.

"You smiled."

The young woman nodded nervously.

"But your eyes looked empty."

She lowered her gaze.

Rey softened his tone.

"When you dance... don't perform for the audience."

He paused.

"Dance for the one person you never want to stop watching you."

The studio fell silent.

No one noticed the faint sadness hidden behind his words.

"Let's do it again."

The music started.

This time...

The dancers danced with their hearts.

A small smile appeared on Rey's face.

"That's better."

Just then, the studio doors burst open.

"Reyyyy!"

The loud, familiar voice echoed through the academy.

The students laughed before stepping aside as a man in a navy blazer walked in carrying two coffee cups.

"You're terrifying your students again," Swayam said dramatically.

Rey rolled his eyes.

"I'm teaching."

"No."

Swayam handed him a coffee.

"You're giving philosophical TED Talks."

The students burst into laughter.

Rey couldn't help smiling.

Some things really never changed.

"Break for fifteen minutes," Rey announced.

The dancers quickly dispersed.

Swayam leaned against the mirror.

"You know... every year I think you'll become less strict."

"And every year you're wrong."

"I miss the old Rey."

"The one who lost every dance battle against me?"

"You wish."

They both laughed.

For a moment...

It felt like they were back in St. Louis College.

"So," Swayam said, sipping his coffee. "Mom called."

Rey groaned.

"What now?"

"She thinks you're working too much."

"She's not wrong."

"She also thinks it's time you got married."

Rey gave him a look.

"Swayam..."

"I'm just the messenger."

"And?"

"And I told her I'd ask."

Rey shook his head with a faint smile.

"Tell Mom not to worry."

"That's exactly what you've been saying for ten years."

The smile slowly faded.

Swayam immediately regretted his words.

The name neither of them spoke lingered silently between them.

Kriya.

After all these years...

She still existed in every silence.

"I'm sorry," Swayam said quietly.

Rey looked out through the glass wall overlooking the city.

"You don't have to apologize."

"I know."

"It's just..."

He exhaled slowly.

"Some chapters don't end the way we expect them to."

Before Swayam could reply, Rey's assistant entered.

"Sir?"

"Yes?"

"A courier arrived for you."

"I didn't order anything."

"It doesn't have a sender's name."

She handed over a cream-colored envelope.

Old-fashioned.

Elegant.

Sealed with dark blue wax.

Something about it felt...

Different.

Rey carefully broke the seal.

Inside was a single black invitation card.

No company logo.

No signature.

Just elegant silver lettering.

National Dance Excellence Championship 2036

Chief Judge

Mr. Reyansh Singhania

Venue:

Mumbai Convention Centre

Date:

15 August

Below the invitation...

Someone had handwritten a single sentence.

"Some reunions are written by destiny."

Rey's heartbeat slowed.

He frowned.

"That's strange," Swayam murmured.

Rey turned the card over.

Nothing.

No sender.

No explanation.

Just as he slipped it back into the envelope, a small folded photograph fell onto the wooden floor.

He bent to pick it up.

The moment he saw it...

The world around him disappeared.

It was an old photograph from their St. Louis College days.

The entire D3 gang stood together, laughing after a dance competition.

Amar was making a funny face.

Nil looked annoyed.

Vicky had his arm around Bharat.

Sharon stood beside Swayam.

And there...

Standing next to Rey...

Was Kriya.

Young.

Carefree.

Smiling at him as if the future held nothing but endless possibilities.

On the back of the photograph, written in familiar handwriting, were six words:

"Meet me where it all began."

Rey's fingers trembled.

He knew that handwriting.

He would recognize it anywhere.

"Kriya..." he whispered.

Before he could gather his thoughts, his phone vibrated.

Unknown Number.

He hesitated for a moment before answering.

"Hello?"

For a few seconds...

Only silence.

Then a woman's calm voice spoke.

"Mr. Singhania..."

"Yes?"

"I hope you'll accept the invitation."

"Who is this?"

"You'll have all your answers soon."

"Wait—"

The line went dead.

Rey stared at the phone.

His pulse raced.

Outside, the city carried on as usual.

Inside, a past he had spent ten years trying to bury had just knocked on his door once again.

Somewhere else in the same city...

An airplane descended through the clouds toward Mumbai.

A woman looked out of the window as tears quietly filled her eyes.

"Home..." she whispered.

And for the first time in ten years...

Kriya Ghai had returned.

Aww so beautiful story 🤩

Excited for their reunion

Rey Swayam's banter are always worthy to watch/read

Originally posted by: Bhavisweet03

Aww so beautiful story 🤩

Excited for their reunion

Rey Swayam's banter are always worthy to watch/read

Thank you 😊

I read prologue and first part...Rey's character is interesting. I wonder what happened that amde him change.

Originally posted by: heavenlybliss

I read prologue and first part...Rey's character is interesting. I wonder what happened that amde him change.

Oh actually i forgot to mention. it's from the d3 version after kriya left. But with my twist

Chapter 2

The Girl Who Came Back

The wheels of the aircraft kissed the runway with a gentle thud.

Outside the oval window, Mumbai shimmered beneath the afternoon sun.

The city was as restless as ever.

Crowded roads.

Towering buildings.

The endless rhythm of a place that never slept.

Kriya Ghai rested her forehead against the cool glass and closed her eyes.

Ten years.

It had been ten years since she had left this city behind.

Ten years since she had walked away from everything she loved.

Ten years since she had broken not only Rey's heart...

...but her own.

A soft voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Ma'am, we've landed."

Kriya smiled politely at the flight attendant.

"Thank you."

She reached for the silver chain around her neck.

Hanging from it was a tiny pendant in the shape of a pair of dancing shoes.

Her fingers lingered on it for a moment.

It was the only gift from Rey she had never been able to part with.

"Still holding on..."

she whispered to herself.

The passengers began leaving the aircraft.

Kriya stood, adjusted her cream-colored trench coat, and picked up her cabin bag.

With every step toward the exit...

Her heartbeat grew louder.

The airport doors slid open.

A rush of warm air greeted her.

Mumbai.

She was finally home.

Or perhaps...

She had returned to the place she had spent ten years trying to forget.

________________________________________

Meanwhile...

At Reyansh Dance Studios...

Swayam sat on Rey's office couch with his feet casually resting on the coffee table.

Rey glanced up from a stack of files.

"Are you planning to help me?"

"I am helping."

"By doing what exactly?"

"Moral support."

Rey laughed.

"I should start charging you rent."

"You own half the city."

"I own one dance academy."

"And a coffee addiction."

Before Rey could reply, his phone buzzed.

The screen flashed:

Sharon Calling...

Rey answered.

"Hi, Sharon."

Her voice was unusually serious.

"Where are you?"

"At the academy."

"I need to meet you."

"Everything okay?"

A pause.

"No."

Rey's smile disappeared.

"What happened?"

"I'll tell you when I get there."

The call ended.

Swayam frowned.

"That didn't sound good."

"No..."

Rey looked thoughtfully at the silent phone.

"It didn't."

________________________________________

Outside Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj International Airport...

Kriya stepped onto the pavement.

Cars honked impatiently.

Families reunited.

Tourists hurried past.

Drivers held placards with passengers' names.

Then...

She heard a familiar voice.

"Kriya!"

She turned.

Standing a few feet away, dressed in jeans and a blue kurta, was Sharon.

For a heartbeat...

Neither of them moved.

Then Sharon ran toward her.

"Kriya!"

The two women embraced tightly.

Years of distance disappeared in a single hug.

"I missed you so much," Sharon whispered, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Kriya smiled through her own tears.

"I missed you too."

Sharon stepped back and looked at her friend carefully.

"You've changed."

"So have you."

"No."

Sharon laughed softly.

"I'm still dramatic."

Kriya giggled.

"That hasn't changed."

For the first time since landing...

She genuinely smiled.

The smile Sharon had missed for ten years.

They walked toward the parking area together.

"How was London?" Sharon asked.

"Busy."

"And lonely?"

Kriya didn't answer.

Sharon understood.

Some questions didn't need words.

As they reached Sharon's car, Kriya stopped.

Her eyes wandered across the Mumbai skyline.

"It still feels the same."

"It isn't."

"What changed?"

Sharon unlocked the car.

"Everything."

They settled inside.

The engine started.

Neither spoke for several minutes.

Finally...

Kriya broke the silence.

"How is everyone?"

"Busy."

"Nil?"

"Still complains."

Kriya smiled.

"Vicky?"

"Still flirts."

She laughed.

"Amar?"

"Still impossible."

"Bharat?"

"Still Amar's partner in crime."

"Simmi?"

"Running her own dance school."

"Rinni?"

"Married."

Kriya blinked.

"Already?"

Sharon gave her a look.

"Kriya..."

"It's been ten years."

Kriya laughed at herself.

"I guess time really did fly."

Another silence settled between them.

A heavier one.

The question both had been avoiding.

Kriya finally whispered...

"And..."

She couldn't complete the sentence.

She didn't have to.

Sharon knew.

"Rey?"

Kriya nodded.

Sharon tightened her grip on the steering wheel.

"He's... doing well."

"Is he happy?"

Sharon looked ahead at the road.

"I don't know."

Kriya's heart sank.

"He built the biggest dance academy in the country."

"I heard."

"He smiles."

"But?"

"He doesn't smile the way he used to."

Kriya quietly looked out the window.

The city blurred before her eyes.

A tear escaped despite her efforts.

"I never wanted to hurt him."

"I know."

"But I did."

Sharon reached across and gently held her hand.

"Maybe it's finally time to tell him the truth."

Kriya closed her eyes.

"I can't."

"You have to."

"No."

"Kriya..."

"If he learns why I left..."

Her voice trembled.

"He'll never forgive himself."

Sharon's expression changed.

"The truth isn't yours to carry alone anymore."

Kriya didn't respond.

She simply stared at the pendant resting against her heart.

________________________________________

At the same moment...

Inside Rey's office...

His assistant knocked.

"Sir?"

"Yes?"

"The organizing committee for the National Dance Excellence Championship is here."

"Send them in."

Three elegantly dressed officials entered the office.

After exchanging greetings, the oldest among them smiled.

"Mr. Singhania, we're honored you've accepted our invitation."

"Thank you."

"We're certain this year's championship will be unforgettable."

He placed a folder on Rey's desk.

"These are your fellow judges."

Rey casually opened it.

The first page.

A renowned classical dancer.

The second.

A Bollywood choreographer.

The third.

He froze.

A familiar photograph smiled back at him.

Kriya Ghai

International Choreographer

London

For a long moment...

The room became silent.

Rey's eyes remained fixed on her photograph.

His fingers tightened around the folder.

"Kriya..."

The committee members exchanged confused glances.

"Mr. Singhania?"

Rey slowly looked up.

"When did she agree to judge this competition?"

"About three months ago."

Three months.

She had known she was coming back.

And she had never contacted him.

A thousand unanswered questions flooded his mind.

He closed the folder without another word.

Far away...

Unaware that Rey had just seen her name...

Kriya's car stopped at a traffic signal.

She absentmindedly looked out of the window.

Across the road...

A giant digital billboard lit up.

A smiling Rey stood proudly beside the words—

"REYANSH DANCE STUDIOS – WHERE PASSION BECOMES PERFECTION."

Kriya's eyes filled with tears.

"So..."

she whispered with a bittersweet smile.

"You kept your promise."

The signal turned green.

The car moved forward.

Neither of them knew...

That destiny had already begun counting down the days until they would stand face to face once again.

Does Kriya know she is judging the same competition as him?

Chapter 2

As always beautifully written 😍

Btw Happy to see Kriya and Sharon's friendship here. So is kriya already informed Sharon about her judging in the dance competition?

Rey is shocked to see Kriya's name and the photo don't know how he will react when he will face Kriya after 10 years

Originally posted by: heavenlybliss

Does Kriya know she is judging the same competition as him?

Let's see 😜