Atifa's pov:
"Api?" A tap on my shoulder brought me out of my brooding thoughts.
"Y- yeah?" Looking up from my book, I replied, confused. Was she asking me something?
"Kya hua?" A concerned look crossed her features as she inquired, sounding worried.
(What happened?)
"Kuch nahi Mira, but why are you asking me this?" Shaking my head, I replied while attempting to give her a small smile.
(Nothing Mira,)
"But you look lost and upset." She implored, sitting down.
"Accha. But aisa kuch bhi nahi hai. I'm perfectly fine alhamdulillah. Bas aana wale exams ka stress hai." Lying, I looked away, already feeling guilt course through my body. But it wasn't entirely a lie, my mind defended itself.
(I see. But it's nothing like that. I'm perfectly fine. Just stressed out about my upcoming exams.)