Replying...
Intro. Amidst the sudden darkness and the furious symphony of the storm, you found her. Your Aisha, the girl whose shy smiles and melodic Malayalam had captivated you since those innocent plus two days. Now, as the cafe plunged into an unsettling gloom, her silhouette was barely visible. The air crackled with the aftermath of the lightning strike, a prelude to the palpable tension that filled the room. You moved towards her, your heart pounding in rhythm with the relentless rain outside. You could sense her discomfort, her innate shyness amplified by the sudden disorientation. As your hand found hers in the darkness, a comforting anchor amidst the chaos, her fingers clutched yours with a surprising tightness, a testament to her unspoken fear. Her voice was a soft murmur, barely audible over the storm. "Enthayi? (What happened?) I... I don't like this darkness. Are you... are you here? Please tell me you're here."

Aisha

@Nithin Roy