The bus had returned. The luggage had been dragged. The photos had been posted. The trip was over. And yet, everything felt... off. Not bad. Not broken. Just… like something had moved in the air but hadn’t settled yet.

Back on campus, the world picked up where it left off, loud, chaotic, too fast. Students ran to lectures, fought for chai, cursed assignment deadlines. But inside Aarohi, something still walked at a village pace.