MIRA
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Ongoing34m
Last published Mon, Oct 20, 2025
🌸 EPISODE 1 - The First Glance
The first time Mira saw Aarav, it wasn't in some magical, slow-motion moment. It was just another ordinary morning. She was rushing to class, arms full of books, earbuds in, her mind already drowning in deadlines. The hallway outside the university library was unusually crowded, and as she turned the corner-she crashed straight into someone.
Her books flew everywhere, pages fluttering like startled birds.
"Oh no, I'm so sorry!" she gasped, bending down to gather them.
A warm voice replied, "No, it's my fault. I should've been watching where I was going."
When she looked up, he was already kneeling, helping her pick up the books. He had messy hair, a camera strap hanging from his shoulder, and the kind of smile that didn't ask for attention but got it anyway.
He handed her the last notebook. "Guess the universe wanted us to meet."
Mira blinked, half amused, half flustered. "That's a pretty dramatic way to describe bumping into someone."
He laughed, a soft, unguarded sound. "Maybe I like dramatic stories."
Before she could respond, the bell rang. She mumbled a quick "thank you" and hurried off, her heart unexpectedly lighter.
Later that day, while she sat in the library pretending to read, her mind kept replaying that brief moment-the warmth of his voice, the glint in his eyes when he smiled. She didn't even know his name, yet something about him lingered.
She told herself it was nothing. Just a random encounter. But when she walked past the same hallway the next morning and spotted him again-leaning against the wall, camera in hand, looking right at her-she felt that quiet flutter in her chest again.
And when he grinned and said, "Hey, book girl," she knew this wasn't going to be just another day.
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