THE WAY YOU FOUND ME

She talks too much. He talks too little.
She writes to the sky. He reads the sky.
And somewhere between rooftops, letters, and silence-love finds them both.

𝙄𝙣𝙖𝙖𝙮𝙖 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙖, 19, is all chaos and color-she spills coffee, paints her notebooks, sings out of tune, and ties her feelings to balloons she releases into the sky, hoping someone-anyone-is listening.

𝘼𝙧𝙖𝙫 𝙈𝙚𝙝𝙧𝙖, 27, is all quiet and grayscale-a reserved, sharp-tongued editor who hides more emotions than he admits. He prefers rain over people and silence over mess... until one of Inaaya's letters lands on his rooftop.

He doesn't mean to read it.
He doesn't mean to reply.
And he definitely doesn't mean to fall for the girl with mismatched socks and stars in her mouth.

But some stories begin with a letter.
And some hearts write themselves home.

A slow, tender, emotionally healing love story about finding warmth in unexpected people-and the kind of love that never asks for permission, only patience.