He’s the kind of boy everyone notices but no one truly knows. Unbothered by the world, he moves through life with effortless grace—a natural all-rounder. His grades are flawless, his athletic skills enviable, and his calm demeanor makes him untouchable. People admire him, but he never seeks their attention.

One night, exhaustion finally claims him. He drifts into a deep sleep… and dreams.

The moonlight softens his features, but he doesn’t know he’s not alone. High above, in a realm unseen by mortals, an Apsara—a celestial dancer of divine beauty—has been watching him. Drawn by his unshakable calm and quiet strength, she descends silently, her presence like a whisper of jasmine-scented air.

She hovers close, unseen but curious, her ethereal fingers brushing away invisible shadows that cling to him. The boy dreams of a soft melody, a dance of starlight, but dismisses it as his mind playing tricks. What he doesn’t realize is that she’s been there for nights, protecting him, blessing his path, guiding his brilliance from the shadows.

The boy wakes, unaware that his guardian lingers, watching. And though he cannot see her, his life subtly shifts—luck follows him, obstacles melt away, and a strange sense of warmth settles in his chest every time he looks at the moon.

But the Apsara? She’s fallen. Against the laws of her realm, she’s fallen in love with a mortal who doesn’t even know she’s real.