The college courtyard was alive with noise that morning—laughter, ringing phones, the metallic thud of a basketball hitting the pavement nearby. Groups of students huddled together, trading gossip about assignments, relationships, and weekend plans.
Anamika walked across the courtyard, notebook pressed tightly to her chest. Her steps were quick, careful, like someone used to slipping through crowds unnoticed. She kept her head down, focused only on reaching her classroom.
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