Before there were mobile phones, before we typed more than we spoke—there were letters. Scribbled in notebooks, written on tissue paper, passed in corridors, or dropped into rusty post boxes.
That’s where Manna and Vedant’s story began.
Two school teenagers in a metropolitan city, thrown together by fate, bonded by jokes, chalk dust, and a puppy keychain.
Their friendship wasn’t glamorous. It wasn’t loud. But it was honest.
And even when the world grew louder, busier, crueller—they never really let go off each other.
Until one day, the phone stopped ringing. And Manna realized that silence could echo louder than anything else.
This is not a love story.
This is a friendship story. A real one. With cracks and light both.
Welcome to their world.