A Promise Under the Rain
In a small town near the river, there lived a quiet boy named Arman. He loved books more than people and spent most afternoons sitting under the old banyan tree beside the school.
One day, a new girl joined the class. Her name was Maya. She had bright, curious eyes and a smile that made everyone feel warm. On her first day, she couldn't find a seat—until Arman silently moved his bag and made space for her.
That was the beginning.
At first, they only shared notes. Then they shared jokes. Slowly, they began sharing dreams. Maya wanted to become a doctor. Arman dreamed of being a writer. Every day after school, they would walk home together, talking about a future that seemed endless.
One afternoon, heavy rain started pouring suddenly. The streets flooded, and everyone ran for shelter. Maya slipped on the wet road—but Arman caught her hand just in time. They both laughed, standing in the rain, completely drenched.
Maya looked at him and said softly,
"Promise me, even if life takes us to different places, we won't forget this moment."
Arman smiled and replied,
"Some stories are too beautiful to forget."
Years passed. Life became busy. Maya went to the city to study medicine. Arman stayed back and began writing stories for a local newspaper. They talked less, but their memories remained strong.
One day, Arman published a book. Its title was "A Promise Under the Rain." On the first page, he wrote:
"For the girl who taught me that love is not about holding someone forever, but remembering them with a smile."
At the book launch, a familiar voice said from the crowd,
"You forgot one thing in your story."
Arman looked up. It was Maya.
"What did I forget?" he asked.
Maya walked closer and whispered,
"You forgot to write that some promises are meant to be kept… together."
And just like that, under a sky that once again began to rain softly, their story started a new chapter.
If you want, I can write a sad romantic story, school love story, or village love story next 💕