A different kind of silence
Author's pov-
The silence between them wasn't uncomfortable. It was... different. A kind of quiet that neither of them was used to.
Divya didn't know why she had expected more from purv-maybe a joke, maybe some kind of sarcastic comment-but he just sat there, lost in thought, his fingers tracing the rim of his coffee cup.
She had so many questions, but she didn't know if she had the right to ask them.
Purv was the kind of guy people whispered about-cold, powerful, distant. And yet, sitting across from him now, he didn't feel unreachable.
"You never told me why you looked so miserable at the fresher's party," he said suddenly, breaking the silence.
Divya blinked, caught off guard.
"Miserable?"
Purv tilted his head slightly, watching her. "You were staring at the floor like it had personally offended you."
A small laugh escaped her. "I was just... Overwhelmed."
Purv didn't say anything, just raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to continue.
Divya sighed. "I don't really... Fit in with all that. The drinking, the loud music, the meaningless conversations."
Purv smirked. "You're in college. That's half of what people do here."
She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, well, that's not me."
He didn't respond right away. Instead, he leaned forward slightly, resting his chin on his hand. "So what is you?"
The question caught her off guard.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
Purv shrugged. "If that's not your scene, what is?"
Divya hesitated. No one had ever really asked her that before. Not like this.
"I like... quiet things," she admitted. "Reading, late-night drives, the sound of rain. I don't know-things that actually mean something."
Something in purv's expression shifted. It was subtle, but it was there.
"Rain, huh?" He said, almost to himself.
Divya frowned. "What?''
He shook his head slightly. "Nothing. Just... I get it."
She wasn't sure if he actually did, but something about the way he said it made her believe him.
They sat there for a moment, neither of them speaking. It should have been awkward, but it wasn't.
Then, out of nowhere, purv's phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, and just like that, the moment was over.
"Duty calls," he muttered, pushing back his chair.
Divya felt an unexpected pang of disappointment.
"See you around, Divya," he said, standing up.
She nodded. "Yeah. See you."
And with that, he was gone.
She stared at the empty space where he had been, her mind buzzing with thoughts she didn't quite understand.
There was something about purv. Something she couldn't put into words.
And she had a feeling this was just the beginning.