They say love finds you when you least expect it.
This isn't a story about perfect beginnings.
It's about messy ones—the kind that hurt a little, heal a lot, and make you laugh in between.
Because sometimes, the best kind of love stories don't start with a kiss.
They start with a crash, a few tears, and a promise:
"I'm not going anywhere."
This isn't a perfect story.
It's stitched with sarcasm, stubbornness, second chances, and soft moments you almost miss.
It's late-night fears, laughter you didn't expect, and hands you didn't realize you were reaching for.
Because some love stories don't ask for permission.
They don't arrive with grand entrances.
They barge in—
with trembling hands, with breathless hearts—
and somehow, without warning...
you're falling.
And maybe, just maybe—
you don't want to stop.