It had just started raining 🌧️ when Ayan saw her standing alone at the bus stop. She was holding her bag close, still getting wet from the wind 💨.
He didn't think much—just walked over and held his umbrella over both of them ☂️.
She looked up, a little surprised, then smiled 😊
"Thank you," she said.
At first, they only talked about small things… the weather, the late bus, nothing special. But somehow, it didn't feel strange at all. It felt easy ✨
When the bus finally came 🚌, she stepped on, then turned back.
"Will I see you again?" she asked 💬
Ayan smiled a little, "Same time tomorrow?" ⏰
She nodded 😊
And just like that… a random rainy evening turned into something they both quietly hoped for 💙