The day the rankings were announced, Vinna and Rishi sat side by side on the small balcony of their building. The city buzzed beneath them, unaware of the quiet storm of emotions above.

Their phones chimed almost simultaneously.

Vinna glanced at her screen — the results were not perfect, not top ranks, but enough. Enough to step into their dream colleges, enough to prove to themselves that they had made it.

Rishi looked over, a soft smile touching his lips. His own result mirrored hers — not the highest, but a victory carved from sweat, tears, and unyielding determination.

They didn't need words.

Their eyes met, and in that silent exchange was a universe of emotions — relief, pride, gratitude, and a love that had grown stronger through every setback.

Downstairs, the soft murmur of celebration spilled from their homes. Their parents, whose encouragement had been the steady light through the darkest nights, exchanged joyous smiles and knowing glances.

Mrs. Basu raised a toast.
"To dreams chased, battles won, and the beautiful journey ahead."

Mr. Samtani nodded, voice warm.
"To the two stars who never gave up — may your future be even brighter."

Back on the balcony, Vinna leaned her head against Rishi's shoulder. He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close.

No grand declarations were needed. No dramatic gestures.

Just two hearts, beating quietly in sync, ready to face the future — together.