As the semester drew to a close, the pressure on Amaan and Tanvi only intensified. The looming final exams seemed to cast a shadow over their every waking moment. The late-night study sessions became more frequent, with coffee-fueled hours spent poring over textbooks, case studies, and legal precedents. But through it all, Amaan and Tanvi had each other, a constant source of support and encouragement in the otherwise grueling environment of law school.

One particularly exhausting night, as they sat in the library surrounded by a sea of books and notes, Amaan glanced over at Tanvi. She was staring at her textbook, but her mind seemed miles away. Her normally vibrant energy was subdued, her shoulders slumped under the weight of the stress they were both feeling.

"Hey," Amaan said softly, nudging her arm. "You okay?"

Tanvi blinked, snapping out of her reverie, and forced a small smile. "Yeah, just tired. I think I'm hitting that point where my brain can't take in any more information."

Amaan chuckled, though he could see the truth in her words. He felt it too— the overwhelming fatigue that came from pushing themselves to their limits day after day. But there was something else in her eyes, a deeper worry that she wasn’t voicing.

"You sure that's all it is?" he pressed gently.

Tanvi hesitated, her fingers tracing the edge of her notebook. "I don't know, Amaan. Lately, I've been thinking a lot about the future, about what happens after all this is over."

Amaan leaned back in his chair, giving her his full attention. "What about it?"

"It's just... everything feels so uncertain," Tanvi admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "We're working so hard right now, but what if it doesn't turn out the way we hope? What if we don’t become the lawyers we want to be? What if…"

She trailed off, her fears unspoken but clear in the silence that followed.

Amaan reached out and took her hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Tanvi, I know it's scary. We’ve been thrown into this intense world where it feels like every decision we make is going to define the rest of our lives. But we’re not alone in this. Whatever happens, we’ll figure it out together."

Tanvi looked at him, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "But what if we get separated? What if life takes us in different directions?"

Amaan’s heart tightened at the thought. He had considered it too, the possibility that after graduation they might be pulled apart by different career paths, opportunities, or circumstances. But he couldn’t bear the idea of losing her, of not having her by his side.

"We won’t let that happen," he said firmly, his voice filled with determination. "No matter what, we’ll find a way to stay connected. We’ve come this far together, and I’m not about to let go now."

Tanvi’s smile was small, but it reached her eyes, softening the worry etched on her face. "You always know just what to say, Amaan. I don’t know what I’d do without you."

He grinned, trying to lighten the mood. "You’d probably get a lot more studying done, that’s for sure."

She laughed, the sound easing some of the tension between them. "Maybe, but it wouldn’t be nearly as fun."

They fell into a comfortable silence, the weight of their conversation lingering but not oppressive. For a while, they just sat there, holding hands and taking comfort in each other’s presence. The library around them buzzed with the quiet activity of other students, but in that moment, it felt like it was just the two of them against the world.

Eventually, Amaan broke the silence, his voice gentle. "We should probably call it a night. We’re not going to absorb any more information in this state."

Tanvi nodded, reluctantly letting go of his hand. "Yeah, you’re right. Let’s get some sleep and start fresh tomorrow."

They packed up their things and walked back to their hostel, the cool night air refreshing after the stuffy warmth of the library. The campus was quiet, the usual hustle and bustle of the day replaced by a serene stillness. As they walked, Amaan couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of gratitude for Tanvi. She was his anchor in this chaotic world, the person who kept him grounded when everything else felt overwhelming.

When they reached the entrance to the girls’ hostel, Tanvi turned to him, her expression thoughtful. "Amaan, I know I’ve said it before, but I really am grateful for you. I don’t think I could do this without you."

Amaan smiled, his heart swelling with affection. "I feel the same way, Tanvi. We’re a team, remember?"

She nodded, a soft smile playing on her lips. "Yeah, we are."

They said their goodnights, and Amaan watched as she disappeared into the building, a sense of contentment settling over him. The future might be uncertain, but as long as they had each other, he knew they could face whatever challenges came their way.

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