Bekhabar

🌑✨ "It wasn't love. It wasn't a crush.
It was just... him.
And me.
And a thousand unsaid things in between." ✨🌒

He sat beside me once in 4th grade.
And somehow,
I never forgot.
Years passed.
People changed.
But he still showed up in my poems,
in late-night thoughts,
in overanalyzed texts,
and in every story I never meant to write about him
Rudra wasn't the main character of my life.
Until suddenly-he was.

He didn't chase me.
Didn't flirt.
Didn't even try.
But still, he became the softest ache I ever carried.
💌 This story is for the:
- girls who remember every conversation word for word
- boys who smile and unknowingly cause emotional damage 😭
- and the ones stuck between "I moved on" and "but what if..."

🧃 Warning:
- contains too much overthinking
- friendship that might not be just friendship
- and a main character who will pretend she's chill but is dying inside

💔 Based on a not-so-fictional story of a girl who loved too quietly,
and a boy who maybe, just maybe, noticed.

📖 Tap read.
Because even the softest stories deserve to be told.
And this one?
Well... this one was always his