A Small Talk? (A Darshan Raval Fan-Fic)
A Train Journey.
She boards the train alone, heading back to college after the holidays, expecting nothing but a quiet ride. But then, he walks in.
Hoodie up. Mask on. Head low.
Trying to stay hidden.
But she knows. God, she knows.
She's admired him for years. His posture, his presence, the way he carries silence like poetry. He doesn't have to speak. She's already recognized him.
Yet, she says nothing.
Instead, she smiles and leans in with a soft, "A Small Talk?"
He hesitates... then nods.
And just like that, two strangers share stolen glances, soft laughter, and quiet touches through shared coffee and conversation. She flirts gently, bold in her calm, teasing without revealing the truth... that she's already his, and he doesn't even know it yet.
He's drawn in, slowly. She's already falling.
One train. One secret. One night.
Will it stay just a small talk...
Or something dangerously tender, unexpectedly unforgettable?
