Amina lingered at the campus café, pretending to study. She couldn't stop glancing at Leila, who was scribbling sketches in a notebook. Their eyes met again, and this time, Leila waved. Amina's heart raced.
"Want to sit together?" Leila asked, tilting her head. Amina nodded, fumbling with her coffee cup. They shared stories about classes, favorite books, and dreams. By the time Amina left, her hands were trembling — not from nerves, but from excitement.