The Sparrow flew, So did we.

Some people come into your life like a song-effortless, unexpected, and impossible to forget.

She wasn't supposed to care this much. He wasn't supposed to matter this much. But from the moment they met-first through a screen, then in a fleeting moment of real life-it was as if the universe had already decided a story for them.

She was the girl who walked a little differently but thought a little deeper. A believer in myths, stars, and fate, someone who found meaning in everything. He was the boy who laughed through life, the one who turned every moment into something worth remembering. The class clown with a heart too big for his own good.

They were best friends. Almost something more. But time has a way of pulling people apart, of turning "what ifs" into quiet regrets.

This isn't a love story. Not in the way you think. It's a story of dreams, of music, of late-night conversations. It's about knowing when to hold on and when to let go. Because sometimes, like a sparrow taking flight, you have to let things go to see where they're meant to be.