Vikram is used to being the smallest person in the room. At five-foot-four, with oversized sweaters and a tendency to hide behind books, he's learned not to expect much attention-especially not from someone like Kiran. Kiran is tall. Intimidating. Magnetic. The kind of boy people stare at. The kind of boy Vikram definitely shouldn't fall for. But somewhere between late-night band practices, shared glances, and the way Kiran always seems to hover just a little too close, things start to change.
Because Kiran doesn't see Vikram as small. He sees him as something worth holding onto. And when feelings finally come to light, Vikram is forced to confront something even scarier than being overlooked-being wanted. Especially by someone who could so easily break him.
Vikram is used to being the smallest person in the room. At five-foot-four, with oversized sweaters and a tendency to hide behind books, he's learned not to expect much attention-especially not from someone like Kiran. Kiran is tall. Intimidating. Magnetic. The kind of boy people stare at. The kind of boy Vikram definitely shouldn't fall for. But somewhere between late-night band practices, shared glances, and the way Kiran always seems to hover just a little too close, things start to change.
Because Kiran doesn't see Vikram as small. He sees him as something worth holding onto. And when feelings finally come to light, Vikram is forced to confront something even scarier than being overlooked-being wanted. Especially by someone who could so easily break him.