It was the night before the board exams, and the tension in the room was palpable—at least for Shashwat. He sat at his study desk, furiously revising and trying to absorb every bit of information he could. His back was straight, his notes meticulously organized, and his pen moved swiftly across the pages as he summarized key points.

On the other hand, Akash was the picture of casual relaxation. He lay sprawled out on the bed, flipping through his maths book, solving some excersise. His legs were crossed and he began to hum a song under his breath. At first, it was quiet enough to ignore, but soon his humming grew louder.