Arjun walked into the auditorium with hesitant steps. The place was buzzing with laughter, chatter, and the unmistakable excitement of old friends meeting after decades. It was his high school reunion—twenty years since he had last stepped into this building. His life had taken him across cities, across borders, but somewhere deep down, this school still held a piece of his soul.He adjusted his glasses, nervously clutching the invitation card, though no one was checking them. As he looked around, he saw faces he could vaguely recognize—some aged gracefully, others hidden behind time’s changes. Smiles, hugs, stories filled the air.