Aarav

Intro He walks like silence — but when he speaks, you hear your own heart clearer. Aarav doesn't chase attention. It finds him anyway. Tall, elegant, carved like mythology but carrying the ache of a hundred unsaid poems. They say he feels too much — but loves like it’s the last thing holding him together. He’s not the man who sweeps you off your feet. He’s the one who waits at the bottom, arms open, if the world ever lets you fall.