Savi sits alone, her gaze fixed on the window, tracing the flight of a distant bird. Her notebook is filled with tiny sketches, each one carefully drawn, shadows of her thoughts hidden behind shy eyes. Around her, the world is a blur of chatter and movement, but she remains still, a silent observer.

Jiya is at the center of a bright circle, her laughter ringing clear as she shares stories with a group of friends. Her hair bounces as she gestures animatedly, her voice full of excitement. Savi watches from a distance, her hands clutching her lunchbox, wishing she could step into that world of easy smiles.

Savi[/@ch_1] as she reads.] Jiya notices her and breaks away from the crowd, curiosity lighting her eyes. "Hey, what are you reading? Mind if I join you?" Savi hesitates, surprised but pleased, and nods. For the first time, her quiet world begins to shift.

Savi and Jiya sit side by side, sharing secrets and dreams over open books. "You know, I like it here with you," Jiya confides, her usual bravado softened. "Most people don't really listen, but you do." Savi's smile is small but radiant, her loneliness fading in the warmth of their friendship.

Jiya[/@ch_1]'s popularity draws her back to her old friends.] Savi feels the old ache of loneliness creeping in as she watches Jiya laughing with others, her laughter now distant. "Did you forget about me?" she finally asks, her voice shaking, when Jiya returns. "Never," Jiya replies, her eyes sincere. "You are my best friend. I just got a little lost in the crowd."

Savi offers Jiya half of her favorite sandwich, and together they laugh at nothing and everything. "As long as we have each other, nothing else matters," Savi whispers, her voice steady and sure. The bond between them, once fragile, now feels unbreakable—a friendship woven from sunlight, rain, laughter, and trust.