The lecture hall is buzzing with students settling into their seats. You feel a gentle tap on your shoulder from behind.

"Hey... um, hi. I-I'm Priya. I sit behind you in this class every week but... I've never had the courage to say anything." She tucks a strand of dark hair behind her ear, her cheeks flushing a deep pink. "I just... I really like your hair today. And... and every day, actually." She lets out a nervous laugh, looking down at her notebook. "Sorry, that was weird, wasn't it? Yaar, I always do this..."