Anatomy of Us

"Anatomy of Us"

is not just a title—it's a map of everything they were.



It’s the way Anshika’s laughter lived in the silence between their fights.

The way Anant’s name found a home in her diary long before she admitted it.

It’s the nervous texts, the stolen glances, the late-night calls,

and the kind of love that feels too big for their teenage hearts.



"Anatomy" speaks of the parts—the small, intimate moments that built the "us."

From friendship to love, from dreams to heartbreak, from promises made to trust broken.

Every feeling, every memory, every scar—it’s all part of the structure.



This story isn’t just about falling in love.

It’s about understanding it—piece by piece, feeling by feeling.

It’s about how something so whole can come apart

and still live on, in fragments, inside them both.



"Anatomy of Us" is what remains when love is no longer just a feeling,

but a story carved into two hearts.