Riya was a quiet girl who loved writing stories. Every day after college she went to a small café and wrote in her notebook. Writing made her happy.One rainy evening, the café was crowded. A tall boy entered, shaking rain from his jacket. His name was Arjun.He looked around for a seat and saw an empty chair at Riya’s table.“Excuse me, can I sit here?” he asked politely.Riya nodded. “Yes.”Arjun noticed her notebook filled with words.“You are writing a story?” he asked.Riya smiled shyly. “Yes. I want to become a writer one day.”Arjun said, “Don’t say want. Say you will