Avyansh's POV

3:16 PM sharp. I had parked just outside my sister's PG, the engine ticking into silence as I stepped out into the warm afternoon light. We'd be walking from here, it was barely a five-minute stroll to their university campus. I adjusted the cuffs of my black silk shirt, smoothed out the fabric of my trousers, and glanced down once at my polished shoes. All black. Sharp. Intentional. Just like her outfit.