What's Happening

Sat, 05 Apr 2025 10:13:59 +0000

The evening air had cooled, and the room inside Aryan’s house felt unusually still. The hum of the ceiling fan was the only sound that broke the silence as Alex sat on the edge of Aryan's bed. He had always been comfortable in this space—this room filled with old school projects, posters of bands, and the remnants of countless late-night hangouts. But today, there was something different. Something… distracting.