My Concursion within Chennai City

Two strangers. One unread message. A city that never meant to stay - but never really let go.

When Suraj, a quiet writer visiting Chennai for a college project, installs Bumble on a dare, he doesn't expect much. Definitely not a girl like Vishika - sharp, observant, and strangely invested in his unfinished book.

She doesn't flirt. She critiques.
He doesn't chase. He rewrites.

Before they even meet, they build a rhythm. A paragraph at a time. A song at a time. A version of love that grows in fragments - in shared playlists, unsent voice notes, metro glances, and eye contact games that no one admits to losing.

But in a city built on fleeting rhythms, how do you hold on to someone who never promised to stay? And cities like Chennai don't just offer stories. They echo them.
And some connections don't need a name. Just the right silence to bloom in.

Because sometimes, the real connection doesn't announce itself.
It just happens quietly-like a Concursion.

A slow, aching, realistic love story - from the boy who wrote her before he met her.

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