written in eye-rolls

She's the kind of girl who could trip over air and still laugh about it.
He's the kind of guy who makes silence feel like a statement.
When Aarvi Singhania, the walking ray of sarcasm and sunshine, crosses paths with Aarav Oberoi, the human embodiment of winter - sparks fly, but not the romantic kind. At least not at first.
She talks too much. He barely talks at all.
She believes in chaos. He thrives on control.
But when two worlds this different collide under one sky, destiny doesn't just whisper - it laughs.