The next morning, the college campus buzzed with energy. Groups of students filled the corridors, voices overlapping in laughter, gossip, and arguments. For most, it was just another day. For Anamika, it was survival.
She walked quickly, clutching her books to her chest, avoiding stares. Crowds always made her feel like she was drowning—like everyone could see right through her, into the emptiness she tried to hide.

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