invisible ink: written in the star's

In a bustling world where everyone rushed past each other, there were two souls who moved to a different rhythm. A boy and a girl, each lost in their own world of imagination. They would cross paths, their eyes locking in a silent dance of curiosity and wonder.

Whether in the chaotic corridors of college, the college canteen, or the quiet corners of their neighborhood, their connection was like a secret thread tying them together. Both introverts, they found solace in the unspoken language they shared, communicating with a glance rather than words.

Their story had no dramatic climax, no grand finale. Instead, it was a tapestry of quiet moments and stolen glances, woven with threads of imagination and untold dreams. In their own little bubble, time seemed to stretch endlessly, allowing them to savor each fleeting moment.

And so, their love story continued, a whimsical journey without sound or narration, fueled by the endless possibilities of their imaginations.

-Anish samuel

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