HIM AND I

HIM AND I
In a city of monsoon dreams and hidden depths, Aashirya dances through life, a vibrant splash of color masking a silent storm within. Across town, Vihaan navigates his world with a practiced smile, the life of every party yet secretly battling an echoing loneliness. Two souls, skilled in the art of disguise, embark on a college journey that promises new beginnings. But what happens when their carefully constructed masks begin to crack, revealing the raw truths beneath? Will they find solace in each other, or are some storms meant to be weathered alone?

Laughter echoed through the bustling streets of Mumbai as Aashirya twirled in the middle of the road, arms spread wide, her long curls bouncing with each spin. The monsoon had arrived, painting the city in glistening shades of grey, but Aashirya was a riot of color—dressed in a bright yellow sundress, her eyes sparkling like mischief itself. "Aashirya, get out of the rain, idiot! You'll catch a cold!" her best friend Rishi shouted from the roadside, shielding himself under a café's awning. She stuck her tongue out at him, laughing. "And miss out on the best part of the season? No way! You should try it, Rishi! It washes away all the sadness." He shook his head, half-smiling. Aashirya was like this—an explosion of sunshine even when the sky roared with thunder. She was the kind of girl who could charm a grumpy shopkeeper into giving her an extra bar of chocolate for free, who could turn a dull lecture into a comedy show with just one perfectly timed joke.