They thought it was just another school year.
But Allah had already written everything.
Kinza crashes into a new school - literally. Loud, impulsive, and always 5 seconds away from detention. She wasn't supposed to fall for Zayd, the calm, silent boy who treats feelings like forbidden chapters.
But this story?
It's not just about them.
It's about Anaya, Shruti, Eyana, Meghna - girls with laughter in their lungs and secrets in their hearts.
Hamza, the quiet rock.
Hamdan, the chaos in a hoodie.
Rayyan, with spoken glance
And Aris - the little brother no one asked for but everyone ends up loving.
They fight, forgive, cry, crush, and sometimes... fall apart.
This is a story of windows that remember glances, prayers whispered under breaths, du'as made in silence, and the ache of loving someone you were never meant to hold - but always meant to meet.
Because in the end, some stories aren't just felt.
They're Written in Qadr.