Ravi Singh wasn't looking for attention, but with his British accent, Punjabi roots, and Tourette's, blending in was never an option. College in India was just another place where the stares and whispers followed him-until Meera. Meera, who didn't flinch at his tics. Meera, who slid into the last empty seat beside him on the first day. Meera, who smirked and called him Mr. Angrez. "You're so busy waiting for people to turn on you that you don't even give them a chance, do you?" She wasn't like the others. She felt special. But just when he thought he might've found someone who actually understood him, she reminded him that she had a world beyond him-a world that didn't stop for his tics, his past, or his loneliness. And maybe that's what scared him the most. A slow-burn, college story about belonging, frustration, and the unexpected ways people fit into each other's lives.