**Anshika's POV:**

The evening began with a familiar conversation with Samarth, a voice of comfort in her chaotic life. But tonight, something was different. As the clock neared 8 PM, she felt a mix of excitement and anxiety—an hour stood between her and the date she had anticipated for days. Anshika’s hands trembled slightly as she rummaged through her wardrobe, finally settling on a maroon top with wide, dramatic sleeves that made her feel both confident and vulnerable. She paired it with black jeggings, a staple that grounded her as she prepared for the evening.