HOSTEL ROOM – NIGHT
(Dim yellow light. ALVIRA sits at her study table, a diary open. Her fingers tremble as she writes. Every word feels like a whisper from her soul.)
ALVIRA (V.O.)
To the boy who'll never know how much he means… I write again tonight. Not because I expect you to read, but because my heart can't hold it in anymore.
(We see her writing…)
> "You don't know me, but I know every mole on your face, every lyric you sang, every laugh you've shared on stage. You're thousands of miles away, but you live in my heart like a memory I never made."
COLLEGE BUS – EARLY MORNING
(Packed with girls, some chatting, some sleepy. ALVIRA looks out the window, earphones in. ZAINAB leans closer.)
ZAINAB
You stayed up late again?
ALVIRA (nodding faintly)
Yeah. Wrote a letter. Again.
ZAINAB (playfully)
Girl. You've written a whole book of heartbreak. You sure you're not a poet?
ALVIRA (smiling)
Maybe I am. A poet for someone who'll never read it.
ZAINAB (gently)
You need to be careful. This is deep… like drowning-deep. You deserve to come up for air too.
COLLEGE CLASSROOM – AFTERNOON
(Strict teacher drones on. ALVIRA doodles in her margin....tiny hearts, a faint sketch of his eyes. Her phone vibrates inside her bag....LIVE notification. Her hands twitch.)
ALVIRA (V.O.)
He's live… he's smiling, laughing… I wonder if he ever thinks about fans like me. Fans who love like it's prayer. Fans who cry for a chance to be seen.
(Cut to her at home later, screen glowing in the dark, commenting rapidly:)
> "Please just read once… I love you. I've been here since 2019. I'm still here. Always will be…"
ROOM CORNER – LATER THAT NIGHT
(Alvira, wrapped in white prayer cloth, sits on her prayer mat, tears falling. Her forehead presses to the ground.)
ALVIRA (soft prayer)
Ya Allah… I know You know. My heart is tired. If this love is wrong, cleanse it. If it has purpose, make a path…
(Her chest heaves with silent sobs. She wipes her tears and smiles through them.)
UNIVERSITY ADMISSIONS OFFICE – DAY
(Alvira clutches her application forms. Zainab and Amreen beside her.)
ZAINAB
Germany. You serious?
ALVIRA (softly)
He lives there. Maybe not in the same city. But if I don't even try… I'll regret forever.
AMREEN
You're going that far... for a dream?
ALVIRA
For a degree. For peace. For answers. I need to find out if what I feel… is worth anything at all.
HER ROOM – PACKING FOR UNIVERSITY
(Suitcases open. Diaries tucked safely inside. A small merch keychain wrapped in cloth—hidden deep. Her passport sits on the table.)
ALVIRA (V.O.)
This love isn't a phase. It's not puppy love. It's years of silent hopes, desperate duas, and hidden joy. If it leads nowhere, I'll still walk this road… because it made me who I am.
EXT. TRAIN STATION – EVENING
(She hugs ZAINAB and AMREEN tightly. Emotions thick.)
ZAINAB (tearful)
Text us the second you land. And... promise not to lose yourself in that city.
ALVIRA
I won't. I've already lost myself in him… maybe now I'll find myself too.
ALVIRA (V.O.)
And so, I left. A girl with a heart full of prayers and a suitcase full of stories. Hoping that even if the dream shatters again… this time, I'll be strong enough to hold the pieces.
TO BE CONTINUED