Ayaat stood with her students in the shaded courtyard of the campus, her arms crossed as she observed the group in front of her. The usual hum of discussion among them felt muted today. A strange tension lingered in the air, the thoughts of the upcoming situation weighing on them all. They were waiting for Shuvo and Tasmiha patiently yet anxiously.

The students around her shuffled anxiously. They were not oblivious to what was going to happen. Some looked at Ayaat, waiting for instructions, while others exchanged quiet, uneasy glances. They knew chaos was about to reign by the possible face-off between Tasmiha and Maruf.