Abhimanyu never believed in fate-until the day a girl walked in late to class and the professor pointed her straight to the empty seat beside him. What began as awkward silence soon turned into stolen glances, whispered sarcasm, and the kind of banter that makes time slip away unnoticed. Sometimes, it doesn't take fireworks for a story to begin-just a girl running late, and a boy who suddenly doesn't mind sharing his quiet.