Aarav stood quietly at the corner of the classroom, his simple clothes making him almost invisible among the rich students. No one knew the truth about him—and that was exactly how he wanted it.
"Hey, move aside," a boy pushed him roughly.
Aarav didn't react. He was used to this behavior. In this college, money decided respect—and he had chosen to hide his.
Little did they know… he was the son of one of the richest businessmen in the country.
But Aarav didn't care about wealth or status. He wanted something real. Something money couldn't buy.
As he sat down on the last bench, the classroom door opened again.
And that's when he saw her.
A girl walked in, wearing a simple green dress, her eyes calm yet full of life. She wasn't like the others. No expensive brands, no attitude—just simplicity.The teacher smiled, "Class, this is Anaya. She's a new student."
Anaya looked around, searching for a place to sit. Every seat was taken—except one.
Right beside Aarav.
She walked toward him slowly and asked softly, "Can I sit here?"
For the first time in a long while, Aarav felt something different.
He nodded.
"Yes."
And just like that… his life began to change.
The First Conversation