After school hours, the small café near the campus had slowly become Aarav and Ishika’s regular meeting spot. Nestled between tall gulmohar trees, the café was a quiet place, often filled with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the soft hum of background music—perfect for two students buried under the pressure of approaching exams.Every afternoon, they'd settle into their usual corner by the window. Aarav, who usually found it hard to focus for more than ten minutes at home, had started looking forward to these study sessions. Ishika was a patient tutor—until she picked up a pen. The moment