Rohan stepped onto the school campus with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. Coming from Karnataka to a school in Delhi felt like stepping into another world. The towering buildings, the fast-paced environment, and the unfamiliar faces made him feel like an outsider.

Rohan had always been an introvert. He excelled in academics but had little experience in friendships, let alone relationships. Love had always been a distant concept—something he saw in movies but never experienced in real life.

walked into his new class, his eyes fell on a girl sitting near the window. She had long, wavy hair and a quiet yet confident aura. She wasn’t talking to anyone, simply looking out at the playground. Something about her intrigued him.

“Hey, you must be the new student?” the teacher’s voice brought him back to reality.

“Yes, ma’am. My name is Rohan,” he introduced himself.

“Alright, take a seat beside Ananya,” the teacher said, pointing toward the girl by the window.

Rohan hesitated for a moment before making his way toward her. Ananya turned her head and offered him a small smile.

“Hi, I’m Ananya,” she said.

“Hi,” Rohan responded, his voice barely above a whisper.

That was their first conversation—short, simple, yet unforgettable