Leila suggested a hidden picnic spot behind the campus garden. Amina arrived with nervous excitement. They spread a blanket under a willow tree, sharing homemade sandwiches and laughter.
"I love these little escapes," Amina whispered.
Leila's hand brushed hers. "Me too. It's just us here. No one else, no expectations." The world seemed to shrink to that blanket, that willow, that shared heartbeat.