Description:Everyone thought Annu had attitude.
Only Anurag knew the truth behind her silence.
They were best friends… until feelings changed everything
Everyone thought she had attitude,but
they never tried to understand her silence.
But no one knew why.
She didn't smile because she didn't want to
Pretend.
She didn't laugh because laughter had once
Been broken.
She didn't speak much-because words felt
heavy.
And I...I was the only one who noticed.
I saw the way her eyes softened when she
Looked at books.
I saw her patience with lost puppies.
I saw her quiet kindness when no one else was watching.
Her name was Annu .
And she didn't belong to anyone's box of
"Normal".
I first met her in the school library,
6th grade, when she was reading with her legs folded on a chair—
all alone, as usual.
"Hey, watch out!" I said, nearly tripping over her bag.
She didn't look up.
Just blinked once .
"Sorry," I mumbled,
but she didn't respond.
I whispered,"How do you read like that?You look like a grumpy cat."
Her eyes finally lifted .
Not angry. Just tired.
"I'm not grumpy," she said softly, like she was explaining a math problem.
"I just… don't like noise."
That was it.
My first real conversation with her.
From that day, I began to notice small things:how she'd tap her foot to soft music,
how she'd write poems in a tiny notebook no one saw,
how she always saved her lunch until everyone left.
People called her "attitude girl."
They whispered every time she walked past.
They assumed hard things about her smileless face.
But I knew better.
Because I'd seen her eyes when she read her favorite chapter again and again.
Her eyes that lit up slightly at happy endings.
Her eyes that hid stories she wouldn't tell.
She was mysterious—not mean.
Quiet—not cold.
Different—not unkind.
And yet ....everyone judge her.
Including people who didn't even try to understand her .
But I...I was different.
Not because I was perfect.
But because I saw the girl behind the silence.
The girl who didn't smile…
Because she was still waiting for a reason to.