🦋Prologue🦋

Some love stories don't begin with a glance — they begin with a notification.

Ruhi wasn't searching for love.

She was just another eighteen-year-old girl, scrolling through Instagram after a long day, never expecting anything more than distraction. Life was simple, quiet, and predictable — and she was okay with that.

Dhruv wasn't searching either.

At nineteen, he had learned how to keep things light. No expectations. No promises. Just laughs, jokes, and moving on before feelings got too real.

They met the way most stories begin these days.

Online.

A random cricket group chat.
A debate. A joke. A reply that wasn't meant to matter.

Hi.

Late-night texts followed. Then voice notes. Then memes that slowly turned into comfort. Somewhere between match discussions and everyday conversations, Ruhi became more than just a name on his screen.

And Dhruv — the boy who never waited for anyone — began waiting for her replies like they meant something.

They hadn't met.
Not yet.

But between seen messages and silent pauses, between her calm replies and his effortless flirting, something real quietly took shape.

This isn't just a story about online love.

It's about two people who weren't looking for anything —
until a random cricket group chat gave them everything they didn't know they needed.

"This isn't just a story about online love.
It's about faith, timing, and two people who never thought they'd feel this
way—until they typed their way into each other's hearts."

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