Authors pov .

Avantika stood near the bustling cafeteria, the aroma of freshly brewed tea mingling with her thoughts. Her face was contorted with frustration as she muttered to herself, "Samjh kya rakha hai khudko bachi hu kya mai kuchh bhi. Bolege or maan jaugi ......." ("What do they think of themselves? Do they think I'm a child? They'll say anything and I'll just agree...")