Amina found herself watching Leila from across the lecture hall. Every movement, every laugh, felt amplified. Leila caught her gaze and gave a small, mischievous smile. Amina's stomach twisted in anticipation.
When the lecture ended, they left together. "You've been staring," Leila teased softly, brushing her hand against Amina's accidentally on purpose. Amina's face turned red, but she didn't pull away. The silence between them spoke louder than any words.