For the boys who've learned to breathe quietly in rooms that never felt built for them trying to be the man the society wants. For the girls who count calories instead of constellations, tugging clothes in every mirror, convinced that love only blooms for bodies smaller than theirs.

This is for the quiet ache in your chest, for the way you hide your softness like it's something to apologise for.

Little do you know, there's someone out there who will worship you like their god , who will see you and will be devoted to you in love.

This book is your safe place - for your storms, your laughter, your anger, your magic.

And when the world tries to shrink you, may you remember:- you were never meant to fit into their frame - you were always meant to be the frame.

For those who feel alone yet never give up on the dream of being understood, May this story reminds us of beauty of unexpected companionship.