✿⁠ ANANYA AWASTHI ✿

Ananya was the kind of girl people noticed only when they needed to borrow a pen.

Quiet, steady, and almost invisible in her stillness — she moved through life like a whisper no one tried to hear.

She wasn’t cold; she just didn’t know what to do with noise.

While others filled rooms with laughter and conversation, she filled pages with notes and half-written thoughts. Her world was small but tidy — books stacked neatly, pens aligned, everything in its place. There was peace in order… and maybe, a little bit of control.

No one really understood her silence. When people mocked her, she smiled faintly. When they ignored her, she carried on. And when they hurt her — she only grew quieter, as if her pain had learned how to breathe without making a sound.

But behind those black-duo eyes was something delicate — a kindness that hadn’t been broken yet, and a softness she never showed. She cared deeply, loved quietly, and endured more than anyone knew.

Ananya was lovely in a way most people never saw — not because she tried to be, but because she didn’t. Her silence wasn’t emptiness. It was strength dressed in gentleness, and loneliness that had learned how to look calm.

~🌸~

✿⁠ RUAN MALHOTRA ⁠✿

Ruan was the kind of person who carried silence like armor.

He didn’t chase noise, didn’t crave company — he existed quietly, like a storm that had already passed and left only the chill behind.

He wasn’t cruel, just… distant. Detached from things most people cling to — love, faith, promises. Those words meant nothing to him after the night his mother’s heart stopped and the world he knew folded in on itself.

Since then, Ruan had stopped believing in anything he couldn’t see, stopped trusting in anything that could disappear.

His world was small — deliberately so. Three people fit inside it: his older sister, who still tried to hold the fading pieces of him together; his best friend, Saransh, the only person who knew how to stand beside him without asking questions; and Saransh’s little sister, Ananya — the quiet girl with eyes that said too much, even when her lips said nothing.

He was a man who lived in grayscale.

Cold.

Composed.

Unshakable.

~🌸THEM🌸~

He was built from silence — ocean-blue eyes cold as rain, living a life that didn’t believe in love or fate. She was born from quiet — gentle, unseen, carrying stories even she stopped telling.

Their worlds were still, until one moment… one glance… and something shifted.

When Ruan and Ananya’s paths crossed again, the silence they once lived in began to speak — in ways neither of them were ready for.

Because sometimes, the quietest souls make the loudest noise in each other’s lives.

Wanna know how their story turn into 360° totally stay tuned for the update.

–WINTER