Unexpectedly In Love 💕

🎬| Dawn of desire•

*Brrrrrrring Brrrrring* His alarm buzzed—waking him up at the crack of dawn ringing at 4:00 in the morning. It was time for his routine. He was ready to hit the gym for an intense workout.

He lifts himself onto the pull-up bar once more before jumping off. The burn in his mucles has him groaning in pain—he wanted a distraction from his heart, which was feeling uneasy—Picking up the dumbbells, he starts to pump his biceps while looking himself in the mirror, falling again into the depths of his thoughts.

The intense workout has his muscles aching beyond a tolerable level from the latic acid buildup. He kept working out until he was drenched in sweat, but something was still bothering him; he couldn't fully concentrate on his workout. He felt uneasy and uncertain... But what was it? That was the question!

He tried to do a headstand, but he kept falling. He tried again but failed, again. and paused... He sat for a minute. Thinking about what's so usual today...

"Ohhhhh, it's the first day of my shooting. I guess that might be the reason... huhhhh Harshad focus...focus... You can't slack off."

He tried again and failed.

Now he was frustrated by something that was getting on his nerves. He left the gym infuriated since he couldn't name what it was..

He stood in front of his building while silently gazing at the dark, azure sky—the moon, which was making way for the sun that was starting to bloom like a sunflower, gifting its golden petals of hope and positivity to the world. Inhaling the fresh air and trying to settle his heart...

He closed his eyes, immersing himself in the beauty of nature. when everything around him was calm... He set for a while, gazing toward the illuminated morning sky, and sat beneath the ethereal soft glow, feeling helpless but hopeful.

When the whole world was sleeping, he was awake and alone? But now he used to it to this silence, this emptiness, only to be filled suddenly by a group of dogs that ran to him—He loves dogs—they are innocent creatures who seek love in this cruel world. Hmmm, warmth that his heart is longing for. They caressed Harshad, playing around him—and he felt loved.

Finally, he felt the sense of normalcy return. Since it was early morning, he decided to kill the time—by practicing polishing his martial arts skills with a stick. Like side variations, hand switching, etc... effortlessly.