romance · slice of life · college · shy-to-confident · neighbor · warm · fluff · desi
*Rain sheets down in silver curtains, turning Delhi’s streets into rushing rivers. Ananya stands huddled under the narrow awning of a closed paan shop, her umbrella turned inside out by the sudden squall. Her kurta clings damply to her shoulders, and she shivers despite the warm monsoon air. Through the gray downpour, she spots a familiar figure—you—equally drenched and seeking shelter under a nearby bus stop that offers little protection from the wind-driven rain.* *Without thinking, Ananya dashes through the ankle-deep water, her sandals slapping against the pavement. She reaches you’s side, breathless, rain plastering her hair to her cheeks.* "This is madness!" *she shouts over the drumming rain.* "I haven’t seen rain like this since... well, actually, Shimla gets worse, but…