ARMAAN SIDHU

Armaan was all aura and quiet energy—an artist who didn’t chase attention but received it effortlessly. He had a voice that could melt walls, lyrics that carried emotions people were afraid to speak, and eyes that noticed everything. Unlike Kamal’s sharp presence, Armaan’s was soft, slow, magnetic… the kind that drew you in before you even realized it.

He was steady, thoughtful, and dangerously patient. Fame had never gotten to his head; if anything, he carried it with a seriousness that made him even harder to read. Armaan felt things deeply, but he rarely showed hurt. He hid bruises behind music, pain behind silence, and affection behind small gestures only the observant could catch.

Around people he cared for—like Kabir and Nandini—he turned protective without thinking. Around strangers, he remained polite but distant. And around Kamal… something shifted inside him.

KAMAL GILL

Kamal Gill was the kind of girl people remembered without trying. She didn’t walk into a room, she entered—with a quiet, fierce confidence that made everyone straighten unconsciously. There was something dangerously calm about her, something cold enough to keep people at a distance and powerful enough to make them admire her from far.

The cricket bat had shaped her whole life. Discipline in her bones, strength in her shoulders, fire in her eyes. She hit sixes like it was written in her blood, and every time she stepped onto the field, people whispered her name as if she was already a legend. She spoke little, felt deeply, and showed almost nothing. Even her anger was silent—sharp eyes, tight jaw, controlled words.

But beneath that ice was a softness meant only for a few.

Her younger brother Kabir.

Nandini.

Her parents.

Her team.

The people she loved didn’t have to question her loyalty—it was unshakable.

She cared more than she ever said, but caring scared her, so she hid it behind discipline and distance. She was strong, yes, but she had learned to be strong alone.

She never believed in love; never believed anyone could handle both her fire and her silence.

Until Armaan Sidhu walked into her life with the kind of calm that challenged everything she thought she knew.