It had just started raining š§ļø when Ayan saw her standing alone at the bus stop. She was holding her bag close, still getting wet from the wind šØ.
He didn't think muchājust walked over and held his umbrella over both of them āļø.
She looked up, a little surprised, then smiled š
"Thank you," she said.
At first, they only talked about small thingsā¦ the weather, the late bus, nothing special. But somehow, it didn't feel strange at all. It felt easy āØ
When the bus finally came š, she stepped on, then turned back.
"Will I see you again?" she asked š¬
Ayan smiled a little, "Same time tomorrow?" ā°
She nodded š
And just like thatā¦ a random rainy evening turned into something they both quietly hoped for š