Sandhya-19
When two strangers cross paths in a bustling office building, a quiet tension begins to grow.
He notices her eyes before he ever hears her voice. She blushes, then looks away. Every glance feels like the start of something-yet neither of them dares to speak.
Why does he hesitate to talk to her? Why does she keep avoiding him-only to steal another glance moments later? Are they just office strangers, or is something deeper silently unfolding?
In a world full of deadlines, formality, and fleeting encounters... will these silent moments ever turn into a real connection?
Or are they destined to remain nothing more than glances and unanswered questions?