drawnmelodies
When Saira Batra transfers to a new school, she promises herself one thing-this time, she'll fit in. No overthinking, no standing out, no letting anyone see how hard she has to try just to seem... normal.
But then she notices him.
He isn't the kind of boy people write poems about. Not charming in the obvious way, not someone who demands attention. Yet there's something quietly magnetic about him-something she can't explain. Maybe it's the way he carries himself, or maybe it's just that one thing she can't stop noticing-
His smile.
It's effortless. Constant. Real.
So different from hers.
Where Saira practices hers in mirrors, stitches it together to hide what she feels, his comes naturally, like he has nothing to hide. And somehow, that becomes the beginning of everything.
What starts as a quiet curiosity turns into something deeper, something heavier-a one-sided crush that grows in silence, in stolen glances and unspoken thoughts.
But stories like these are tricky.
Because sometimes, "she fell first" doesn't mean "he falls harder."
And sometimes, the story isn't about being loved back at all.
It's about what loving someone does to you-from your side.