My Autumn

Nivi came to NIST for her final year project. Nothing more.

Definitely not him.

He's a research scholar who walks into the lab like he owns the place; loud when he speaks, effortless in the way he takes over conversations, and annoyingly good at making everything look easy. Extroverted in a space full of quiet focus,the kind of person you notice even when you're trying not to.

And somehow, he always ends up next to her when things go wrong.

A spilled sample. A blunt correction. A casual "be careful next time." That's how it starts.

He doesn't try to be special. He just is.

And that's the problem.

Because in a place built on temporary things-projects, deadlines, people ,Nivi starts feeling something that doesn't feel temporary at all.

My Autumn is about a time when everything was supposed to be temporary... but didn't feel that way