After the hilarious banter with his heart, Rahul found himself smiling like an idiot. He picked up his phone, debating whether to text Ananya.Rahul (to himself): "Okay, Rahul, it’s just a text. No big deal. Just say something casual… not too clingy… or weird."He opened Instagram, scrolled to Ananya’s profile, and saw her latest post—a picture of her smiling with her friends at a college event. She looked radiant in a simple pink kurta, her hair tied back loosely, with that same playful sparkle in her eyes.Rahul (smiling): "How does she manage to look this perfect without even trying?!"His finger