Author note(Are you guys enjoying the story of sidh and sathya let me know in the comment... Guys do you like to read the story with music.. This chapter is very cinematic form soo to get more realistic pls listen any romantic song connected to rain
My suggestions---
❤️ Madhu Pole
Song by Aishwarya Ravichandran and Sid Sriram
Or
❤️Etho Mazhayil
Song by Shweta Mohan and Vijay Yesudas
)
Sathya reached school, eager to share her update with Arunima.
As she entered the gates, she spotted Arunima and rushed over.
"Hey, Arunima, guess what?" Sathya asked.
Arunima's eyes sparkled.
"What happened?" Arunima inquired.
Sathya recounted her conversation with Sidharth.
Arunima listened intently.
"What did he say yesterday after I cut the phone?" Arunima asked.
Sathya recalled, "He said 'Bye, Rahul, take care,' and this morning, he asked how my day's going."
Arunima cautioned, "Remember, don't give any clues to raise suspicions."
Sathya agreed.
Just then, their teacher entered the classroom.
The lesson began.
Sathya's mind wandered to Sidharth.
She imagined his smile and their online conversations.
The school day passed quickly.
As students poured out, rain clouds gathered.
Suddenly, rain poured down.
Students scrambled for shelter.
Sathya and Arunima stood under their umbrella.
They watched as others rushed to buses or homes.
The school ground emptied, leaving 20 students.
Sidharth, soaked and shivering, stood opposite them.
His wet uniform clung to his athletic frame.
Messy, wet hair framed his chiseled features.
Sathya couldn't tear her gaze away.
Sidharth remained oblivious to their presence.
Arunima's father arrived.
She bid Sathya farewell.
"Enjoy the moment with Sidharth," Arunima whispered.
Arunima left, leaving Sathya alone under the umbrella.
Her gaze drifted back to Sidharth.
He stood opposite her, still oblivious.
The rain poured down, creating a misty veil.
Sathya's heart skipped beats as their eyes met.
Sidharth's gaze locked onto hers, intense and piercing.
Time froze.
The rain, students, and school - everything faded.
Only Sathya and Sidharth existed.
Their eyes held a silent conversation.
Sathya's cheeks flushed.
Sidharth's expression softened.
For moments, they stood transfixed.
The world around them melted away.
Sathya felt an inexplicable connection.
As if their souls touched.
Sidharth's eyes seemed to hold a hidden message.
A message only Sathya could decipher.
The air thickened with tension.
Sathya's pulse quickened.
Suddenly, a BMW entered the compound.
Sidharth's father, Prakash Menon, arrived.
He ushered Sidharth into the car.
"Let's go, Sidharth."
Sidharth broke their gaze.
He glanced back at Sathya.
Their eyes met once more.
A fleeting smile crossed his lips.
The car door closed.
Sidharth disappeared from view.
Sathya breathed deeply.
The encounter left her enchanted.
Reeling from the intensity.
Seconds passed before her dad arrived.
"Let's go, Sathya."
As they drove home, Sathya replayed the moment.
Sidharth's gaze lingered in her mind.
Their connection felt undeniable.
The rain-soaked encounter left her dreamy.
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