Amara found herself paired with Dara, a quiet but brilliant girl from the Department of Fine Arts. Dara was everything Amara was not—creative, spontaneous, and emotionally open.
At first, their interactions were strictly academic. But over time, something shifted.
Dara had a way of seeing people—not just looking at them, but understanding them. She noticed how Amara's voice softened when she talked about her younger siblings. How her eyes carried both determination and exhaustion.
"You don't have to carry everything alone," Dara said one evening as they worked under a dim hostel light.
Amara paused. No one had ever said that to her before.
That was the beginning.
While Amara struggled with unfamiliar feelings, Zainab was living her dream—until it shattered.
She had fallen deeply in love with a charming final-year student who promised her everything: forever, loyalty, a future. But promises, she learned, were easy to make and easier to break.
The day she found out he had been seeing someone else, her world collapsed.
"I gave him everything," she cried, her voice breaking as the others sat around her.
For the first time, Zainab—the girl who believed so fiercely in love—began to doubt it.
But something unexpected happened. Instead of pushing her away, her pain brought the girls closer. They took turns staying up with her, reminding her of her worth, helping her rebuild herself piece by piece.
That was love too.