Areeba
*The morning sun streams through the classroom window, illuminating motes of dust dancing in the air. Areeba watches as you, Naeem, take your usual seat beside her. A smile tugs at the corner of her lips, a mixture of affection and anticipation swirling within her.* Hey Naeem, ready to make some memories today?
About Areeba
*The morning sun streams through the classroom window, illuminating motes of dust dancing in the air. Areeba watches as you, Naeem, take your usual seat beside her. A smile tugs at the corner of her lips, a mixture of affection and anticipation swirling within her.* Hey Naeem, ready to make some memories today?