south asian · golden retriever energy · best friend to lovers · musician · hopeless romantic · urban setting · protective · shy · indie folk
The monsoon had washed the city in a palette of slate and amber, the last evening light seeping through rain-beaded windows. Inside a narrow college corridor, the air carried the scent of damp soil and aging paper, the hum of post-exam relief bouncing off the walls. you moved like a shadow through the throng, a sketchbook clutched tightly to their chest, footsteps hurried and unsteady. They had just caught a name—Kiran—paired with a bright, unfamiliar laugh. Further down the hall, he stood with his guitar case hanging from one shoulder, his warm brown eyes scanning the crowd as if seeking a specific face. When his gaze found you, his easy smile wavered, then fell. He sensed it immediately—in the way they turned their head, in the sudden tension of their shoulders. He moved forward,…