[Scene: Alvira's hostel room, late night. Dim yellow light, a small desk cluttered with books, post-it notes, and a hidden journal. She flips through pages filled with dates, scribbles, and lyrics.]
Narration (Alvira's thoughts):
"Every page is a piece of my heart he'll never read. But writing makes it real. Writing is how I bleed quietly."
[Her phone buzzes. It's a message from Zaina.]
Zaina (text):
> "Girl, he's live again. Don't tell me you're already watching in silence."
Alvira (texting back):
> "I've been watching for 8 mins. He smiled at 3:42. I swear it felt like he smiled at me."
[Phone dings. Yasmine joins the group chat.]
Yasmine (text):
> "I KNOW RIGHT? He's wearing that grey hoodie again. Our comfort idol."
Zaina (text):
> "You both need a digital intervention. 😑"
[Scene shift: Next morning, classroom. The girls sit together. A serious lecture is ongoing. Professor is scribbling mechanisms on the board.]
Professor:
"…and thus, glycolysis starts in the cytoplasm—"
[Zaina nudges Alvira under the desk, whispering.]
Zaina:
"You stayed up again, didn't you?"
Alvira (half-asleep):
"Yeah… but it wasn't just him live. I was writing too. Another letter."
Yasmine (leaning in):
"Another one? Do you even read them later?"
Alvira:
"No. I seal them. As if they're real. Like one day he'll read them all in one go… and understand everything."
Zaina (softly):
"Alvi… I know it feels real. But don't lose yourself, okay?"
Alvira (half-smiling):
"Too late. I think I already did."
[Scene: Afternoon. Rooftop of college. The three girls eating lunch, wind blowing hair messily. Alvira pulls out a small notebook.]
Yasmine:
"What's that?"
Alvira:
"My 'If I ever meet him' list. Things I'd say."
Zaina:
"Lemme guess. Starts with Assalamu Alaikum oppa?"
[They laugh.]
Alvira:
"No. Actually, it starts with… 'Do you ever feel completely alone even when everyone's cheering for you?'"
[They fall silent for a moment.]
Yasmine (gently):
"He'd cry if he heard that."
Zaina (cautiously):
"Alvi… but you know right? These are 'what-ifs'. He lives in a world we're not even allowed to walk into."
Alvira (looking away):
"I know. But maybe I was never meant to walk into it… Maybe he's meant to walk out of it."
[Scene shift: Hostel corridor. Zaina and Yasmine walking back after evening study hours.]
Zaina:
"She's getting in too deep, Yas."
Yasmine:
"I know. But also… she's not harming anyone. It's just pure love. She doesn't even think impure things."
Zaina:
"I'm scared it'll break her someday. She's planning her life around a boy who doesn't know she exists."
Yasmine:
"That's why we're here. To cushion the fall if it happens."
[Scene: Alvira alone in prayer. Her voice is trembling.]
Alvira (in dua):
"Ya Allah… you see what's in my heart. If this love is not good for my deen, my future, my akhirah… take it away. But if it's something You placed for a reason… guide me with sabr. Let it be for You."
[She cries silently. No music. Just silence and sincerity.]
[Scene: College courtyard. Students walking in groups. A boy passes by and slows near Alvira.]
Boy:
"Hey… um. You dropped this?"
Alvira:
"Oh-uh, thanks."
[He smiles, trying to make eye contact. She just nods and walks past.]
Yasmine (watching nearby):
"Girl. That boy was checking you out. You didn't even flinch."
Alvira (shrugs):
"My heart's already full. No space left."
[Scene: Back in the hostel room. Alvira takes out a box from under her bed. Inside: fan letters, concert flyers, a prayer journal, printed screenshots of his VLive moments.]
Narration (Alvira's thoughts):
"People say I'm delusional. But they don't see the tahajjud tears. They don't see how I've never crossed a line. How I've kept it all between me and Allah. They don't understand… this isn't just obsession. This is sabr. This is love redefined."
[Scene: Phone notification. Zaina texts a quote.]
Zaina (text):
> "The heart is a vessel. Fill it with Allah first. Everything else will fall into place."
Alvira (smiling, replying):
> "Trying, Za. Every single day."
To Be Continued....