🩷Aayat🩷

I sat at my desk, my fingers jittery with nerves as I typed in my roll number to check my final results. This was the culmination of years of hard work, late nights, and balancing life between studies and the business. The screen refreshed, and my heart skipped a beat—98%. I couldn’t contain the joy that burst through me. "Alhamdulillah!" I exclaimed, a wide smile spreading across my face as I stood up and hugged my mother tightly.