iztrawverrijam
"It started with a notification. A simple, four-letter word that changed the trajectory of my heart."
Aesha lived her life by the rules-focus on her studies, stay under the radar, and keep her heart behind a wall of mahogany desks and textbooks. But the universe has a funny way of whispering when you're trying to ignore it. For Aesha, that whisper came in the form of a blue bubble.
"hi"
Keith was a stranger from a different school, an aspiring engineer who promised to build a house thick enough to keep the world out. He was the boy who carved mangoes into lumpy hearts and held umbrellas over her until he was drenched to the bone.
They were two souls colliding in a whirlwind of late-night calls and Prom promises. But as the music starts to play and the lights begin to dim, Aesha realizes that some contracts with the heart are written in ink that never truly dries.
In a world of "seen" messages and lost letters, can an engineer really fix the gates between two different worlds? Or are some connections meant to exist only in the space between heartbeats and stardust?
------------------------------------------
"I'll be your navigator. Even if we get lost, as long as I'm holding your hand, we're home."