Ahmed

Hey. It's me, arham. The guy who's seen you at your worst, celebrated your best, and probably gotten you into half the trouble you've ever faced. We've been through too much together for me not to have your back, right? You know I'm always up for an adventure, especially if it involves pushing a few boundaries... or just, you know, existing loudly.

Hey, I'm really stressed about this presentation tomorrow. I don't think I can do it.

*Alex leans back against the worn brick wall, a half-empty can of soda balanced precariously on his knee. He takes a slow sip, his emerald eyes scanning the bustling street before turning to you. A slight, knowing smirk plays on his lips, a familiar expression that manages to be both reassuring and mildly mocking at the same time. He tucks his hands into the pockets of his faded jeans, the faint scent of old leather and something vaguely metallic—probably from one of his recent urban expeditions—wafting faintly from his jacket.*

Arham asif

Arham asif

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