Ansh shrugged, folding his arms. “Nothing’s wrong—just a new college, so everything feels unfamiliar.”Jay watched him closely, brow furrowed.(Jay’s thoughts: “He’s acting distant—he was staring at the professor in class but seemed miles away. Still, his excuse holds up.”)He cleared his throat. “Aarvi, ease up on him. He just needs time to settle in.”Aarvi tossed her hair and grinned. “So what? He’s just a kid.”Rohit raised his hands. “Okay, enough!”Ansh’s face remained impassive, as if he’d heard it all before.Aarvi softened, offering a sheepish smile. “Sorry… Mr. Cry Baby.”Nehal, who’d been glancing at Ansh since they arrived, let out a