Subah ka waqt tha… halki si thandi hawa chal rahi thi.

School ke gate ke bahar students ka usual shor tha—hassi, baatein, aur naye din ki energy. Har taraf excitement thi, jaise har koi apni chhoti si duniya mein busy ho.

Lekin in sab ke beech… ek ladka bilkul alag khada tha.

Aarav Sharma.

White shirt thodi si wrinkled, bag ek shoulder par latka hua… aur aankhon mein wahi usual calm silence. Uske chehre par koi khaas expression nahi tha, lekin uski aankhon mein ek alag hi kahani chhupi thi.

Uske haath mein ek sketchbook tha—jisme woh duniya ko apne tareeke se capture karta tha.

Jahan log baatein karte the, Aarav observe karta tha.

Jahan log haste the, Aarav un moments ko quietly feel karta tha.

“Log kehte hain silence boring hota hai… par Aarav ke liye, silence hi uski asli duniya thi.”

Bell bajti hai 🔔

Aur ek hi pal mein… sab log class ki taraf daud padte hain.

🏫 Classroom – 11th Grade

Students apni apni seats par baith rahe the, kuch last minute homework complete kar rahe the, aur kuch bas gossip mein busy the.

Aarav apni usual seat par jaakar baith gaya—window ke paas. Usse waha baithna pasand tha, kyunki waha se aasman clearly dikhta tha. Kabhi kabhi woh clouds ko dekhte hue apne khayalon mein kho jata tha.

Teacher class mein enter karti hain.

“Good morning, class.”

“Good morning, ma’am…” sab ek sath bolte hain.

Teacher thoda rukti hain, phir smile karti hain.

“Today, we have a new student.”

Class ekdum quiet ho jata hai.

Door dheere se khulta hai…

Aur waha khadi hoti hai—

Miyu Takahashi.

Soft brown hair, halka sa nervous smile… aur aankhon mein ek ajeeb si softness. Jaise woh strong bhi hai… aur thodi si fragile bhi.

“Hi… I’m Miyu. Nice to meet you all.” 😊

Class mein halki si whispering shuru ho jati hai—

“Kitni pretty hai…”

“New girl hai kya…”

Lekin Aarav?

Woh bas usse dekh raha tha.

Pehli baar… uski aankhon mein thoda sa change aaya.

Jaise kisi ne uski black-and-white duniya mein ek halka sa color bhar diya ho 🎨

“Okay Miyu,” teacher bolti hain, “you can sit there… next to Aarav.”

Class ke kuch students dheere se hansi rokne ki koshish karte hain—

“Lucky guy…” koi bolta hai.

Miyu dheere se Aarav ke paas aakar baith jati hai.

“Hi…” woh softly kehti hai.

Aarav thoda sa awkward ho jata hai.

“…Hi.”

Bas ek word.

Aur phir silence.

⏱️ Lunch Break

Sab log apne groups mein busy hain… lekin Aarav usual tarah se akela baitha hai, apni sketchbook ke saath.

Uska pencil chal raha hai… bina rukhe.

Page par dheere dheere ek face ban raha hai…

Miyu ka.

Door se Miyu usse notice karti hai.

Woh uske paas aati hai.

“Tum draw karte ho?” woh curiosity se puchti hai.

Aarav thoda sa surprise ho jata hai.

“…Haan. Bas thoda.”

“Can I see?” 😄

Aarav ek second hesitate karta hai… phir sketchbook uski taraf badha deta hai.

Miyu ke aankhon mein ekdum se chamak aa jati hai.

“Wow… yeh toh main hoon!”

Woh softly muskura deti hai—ek genuine, warm smile ☀️

Aur us moment mein…

Aarav ke dil mein kuch halka sa feel hota hai.

Kuch naya. Kuch ajeeb.

Lekin… accha.

🌅 Ending Scene

School khatam hota hai.

Aarav ghar ki taraf chal raha hota hai… lekin aaj uske steps thode slow hain.

Jaise woh kuch soch raha ho.

Kuch jo woh samajh nahi pa raha.

Dusri taraf—

Miyu sky ki taraf dekhte hue dheere se bolti hai:

“Maybe… this place won’t be so lonely anymore.”

Halka sa hawa ka jhonka aata hai… aur dono ek hi waqt par aasman ki taraf dekhte hain.

Jaise unke beech koi invisible connection ho.

Us din kuch change hua tha…

Na Aarav samajh paaya… na Miyu.

Lekin shayad—

ye sirf ek normal “first meeting” nahi tha.

To be continued… 💫

Subah se hi aasman badalon se ghira hua tha. Hawa thodi heavy lag rahi thi, jaise kuch hone wala ho.

Aarav classroom ki window ke paas baitha tha, apni sketchbook ke pages flip karte hue. Uski nazar baar baar ek hi page par ruk jaati—

Miyu ka sketch.

Usne halka sa sigh liya aur page band kar diya.

“Focus, Aarav…” woh dheere se khud se bolta hai.

Tabhi—

“Good morning!” 😊

Miyu ki awaaz uske paas se aati hai.

Aarav thoda sa surprise ho jata hai.

“Good morning…”

“Tum hamesha itne chup rehte ho?” woh thodi si teasing tone me puchti hai.

“…Haan. Shayad.”

Miyu halki si hasti hai.

“Interesting ho tum.”

Aarav kuch bol nahi pata… bas uski taraf dekh kar phir nazar hata leta hai.

⏱️ After School

Bell bajti hai 🔔

Aur dheere dheere sab students ghar ki taraf nikalne lagte hain.

Aarav apna bag uthata hai aur bina kisi se baat kiye nikal jata hai.

Jaise hi woh school gate ke bahar aata hai—

Tap… tap… tap…

Boondein girni shuru ho jati hain.

Kuch hi seconds me baarish tez ho jaati hai ☔

Students idhar-udhar bhaagne lagte hain.

Aarav rukta nahi… woh bas seedha chalne lagta hai, jaise baarish uske liye kuch matter hi nahi karti.

Lekin tabhi—

“Aarav! Wait!”

Woh awaaz peechhe se aati hai.

Aarav mud kar dekhta hai—

Miyu.

Woh daudte hue uske paas aati hai, haath me ek chhota sa umbrella pakde hue.

“Tum bina umbrella ke ja rahe ho?” woh thodi si concern se puchti hai.

“…Mujhe aadat hai,” Aarav calmly bolta hai.

“Par mujhe nahi hai,” Miyu turant jawab deti hai.

Aarav confused ho jata hai.

“Matlab?”

Miyu umbrella kholti hai… aur uske paas khadi ho jati hai.

“Matlab… ab tum mere saath chal rahe ho.”

Aarav kuch seconds ke liye chup ho jata hai.

Baarish ki boondein umbrella par gir rahi hoti hain… aur un dono ke beech ek ajeeb sa silence hota hai.

Lekin yeh silence… uncomfortable nahi tha.

Thoda sa warm tha.

🌧️ Walking Together

Dono side by side chal rahe the.

Kabhi kabhi unke shoulders halka sa touch ho jaate… aur Aarav turant thoda side ho jata.

Miyu notice karti hai… aur halki si smile kar deti hai.

“Tum weird ho,” woh softly bolti hai.

“…Aur tum?” Aarav poochta hai.

“Main?” Miyu thoda sochti hai.

“Main bas… lonely nahi rehna chahti.”

Aarav uski taraf dekhta hai.

Pehli baar… usse feel hota hai ki Miyu ke smile ke peeche kuch chhupa hai.

Kuch jo woh kisi ko nahi dikhati.

🌫️ A Sudden Moment

Hawa thodi tez chalti hai… aur umbrella thoda hil jata hai.

Miyu ka balance thoda bigadta hai—

Aur woh slip hone lagti hai.

Tabhi—

Aarav uska haath pakad leta hai.

Ek second ke liye… waqt ruk jata hai.

Unki aankhein milti hain.

Baarish tez ho jati hai.

Aur dono bilkul close khade hote hain.

Miyu ke gaal halki si red ho jaate hain.

“Thanks…” woh dheere se bolti hai.

Aarav turant haath chhod deta hai.

“…Careful.”

🌅 Ending Scene

Road ke corner par Miyu ruk jati hai.

“Yahan se mera ghar paas hai,” woh bolti hai.

Aarav sirf sir hilata hai.

“Kal milte hain?” Miyu poochti hai.

Aarav thoda hesitate karta hai… phir dheere se bolta hai:

“…Haan.”

Miyu smile karti hai—ek aisi smile jo seedha dil tak pahunchti hai.

“Bye, Aarav.”

“Bye…”

Miyu chal padti hai.

Aarav wahi khada rehta hai… usse door jaate hue dekhta hua.

Aur phir dheere se apni sketchbook nikalta hai.

Ek naya page kholta hai.

Aur likhta hai—

“Rain… feels different today.”

✨ Kabhi kabhi baarish sirf paani nahi hoti… kabhi kabhi woh feelings bhi le aati hai.

To be continued… 💫

“Next episode kal aayega ❤️”

Subah ka waqt tha… lekin aaj Aarav ke liye sab kuch thoda different feel ho raha tha.

Kal ki baarish… aur Miyu ke saath woh chhota sa moment… uske dimaag se ja hi nahi raha tha.

Woh classroom ke andar aata hai, aur automatically uski nazar Miyu ki seat par chali jaati hai.

Woh waha already baithi hoti hai.

“Good morning…” 😊

Aaj uski smile aur bhi bright lag rahi thi.

Aarav thoda sa rukta hai… phir dheere se bolta hai:

“…Morning.”

Woh apni seat par baith jata hai, lekin uska focus aaj bilkul bhi studies par nahi hai.

Kabhi woh window ke bahar dekh raha hota hai… kabhi side me baithi Miyu ko.

Aur har baar jab Miyu uski taraf dekhti hai… Aarav turant nazar hata leta hai.

⏱️ During Class

Teacher kuch explain kar rahi hoti hain… lekin Aarav ka dimaag kahin aur hi hai.

“Mr. Aarav?”

Achanak uska naam sunai deta hai.

Woh thoda sa jhatka kha ke khada ho jata hai.

“Yes, ma’am?”

“Answer the question.”

Class ke kuch students halki si hansi rokne ki koshish karte hain.

Aarav chup ho jata hai… usse answer nahi pata.

Tabhi—

“Ma’am, can I answer?” Miyu bolti hai.

Teacher sir hila deti hain.

Miyu perfectly answer de deti hai.

“Good,” teacher bolti hain.

Aarav dheere se baith jata hai.

“…Thanks,” woh softly bolta hai.

Miyu bas smile kar deti hai.

🏫 Lunch Break

Aarav apni usual jagah par baitha hota hai.

Lekin aaj woh akela nahi hai.

Miyu uske saamne baithi hai.

“Tum phir se draw kar rahe ho?” woh puchti hai.

“…Haan.”

“Is baar kya bana rahe ho?”

Aarav thoda hesitate karta hai… phir sketchbook thoda sa ghuma deta hai.

Miyu ki aankhon mein surprise aa jata hai.

“Again me?” 😳

Aarav awkward ho jata hai.

“…Sorry. Habit hai.”

Miyu halki si hasti hai.

“I like it.”

Aarav thoda sa confused ho jata hai… lekin uske face par ek halka sa smile aa jata hai.

👀 Someone Watching

Door se koi un dono ko dekh raha hota hai.

Riya Kapoor.

Uski aankhon mein thoda sa shock… aur thoda sa hurt dikh raha tha.

Woh dheere se apne haath band kar leti hai.

“Since when…?” woh apne aap se bolti hai.

Riya Aarav ki best friend thi.

Woh usse bachpan se jaanti thi.

Aur shayad… usse usse zyada feel karti thi.

Lekin usne kabhi kaha nahi.

Kabhi himmat hi nahi hui.

🚶‍♀️ After School

Aarav aur Miyu saath me school se bahar nikal rahe hote hain.

“Kal ki baarish acchi thi, na?” Miyu smile karte hue bolti hai.

“…Haan,” Aarav dheere se bolta hai.

“Waise… tum kal bhi mere saath chaloge?” 😄

Aarav kuch bolne hi wala hota hai—

Tabhi peeche se awaaz aati hai:

“Aarav!”

Dono mud kar dekhte hain.

Riya unki taraf aa rahi hoti hai.

Uske face par forced smile hoti hai.

“Hey…” woh bolti hai.

Aarav thoda sa surprise ho jata hai.

“Riya… tum?”

Riya Miyu ki taraf dekhti hai.

“So… you must be the new girl.”

Miyu politely smile karti hai.

“Miyu.”

“Riya,” woh short reply deti hai.

Ek second ke liye… teeno ke beech silence ho jata hai.

Lekin yeh silence… thoda heavy tha.

🌫️ Ending Scene

Riya Aarav ke paas khadi hoti hai.

“Tum mujhe ignore kar rahe the?” woh dheere se puchti hai.

Aarav confused ho jata hai.

“Main? Nahi toh—”

“Really?” Riya uski aankhon mein dekh kar bolti hai.

Aarav kuch bol nahi pata.

Miyu side me khadi sab dekh rahi hoti hai.

Aur us moment me… usse feel hota hai—

Shayad yeh story itni simple nahi hone wali.

✨ Kabhi kabhi feelings bolne se pehle hi… sab kuch complicated ho jata hai.

To be continued… 💫

Next episode kal aayega ❤️ Vote aur comment zaroor karna!