[Scene: A sunny morning. The college bell rings. Alvira and Zaina walk down the hallway together.]
Zaina (stretching):
"I swear, this professor is trying to make us age five years in one class."
Alvira (chuckling):
"At this rate, I'll get white hair before graduation."
[They walk toward their classroom. A bubbly, chubby girl with glasses and a panda keychain hanging from her bag runs past them, then turns back.]
Girl:
"Zaina! Omg I didn't see you...I was late again!"
Zaina (laughing):
"Yasmine! You're always running like you're in a K-drama opening scene."
Yasmine (catching her breath):
"Can't help it. My sister kept me up all night—she was simping over Tae again."
[Alvira freezes slightly at the mention of "Tae." Zaina looks at her knowingly.]
Zaina (grinning):
"Yasmine, meet Alvira. Trust me, she's your tribe."
Yasmine (gasps, excited):
"Wait... you like Tae too?!"
Alvira (shyly smiling):
"I… don't just like him. It's more like... he lives in my soul."
Yasmine:
"Girl. I felt that."
[They laugh together. It's the beginning of something real.]
[Scene shifts: Later in the canteen, the three girls are huddled around a corner table with one plate of samosas.]
Yasmine (munching):
"You know, my sister once fasted for a whole day just to pray he notices her comment during a live. She legit cried when he didn't."
Alvira (smiling softly):
"I've done the same. Many nights. I even cried during tahajjud asking Allah to guide him… or somehow… just connect our paths."
Zaina (sincerely):
"You're on another level, Alvira. It's like you're in a one-sided halal love story."
Yasmine (raising eyebrows):
"Maybe not one-sided. Who knows? Allah can turn hearts, even idols."
Alvira (with hope flickering in her eyes):
"That's what I tell myself. That… even if the whole world laughs, my du'as go straight to the skies."
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[Scene: Classroom. Students are taking notes. Alvira writes his name on the corner of her page and quickly scribbles over it before anyone sees. Zaina notices but says nothing.]
Narration (Alvira's thoughts):
"Every day I try to silence my heart. But it whispers his name louder. Sometimes I hate myself for it. Other times, I just wish…"
[Scene shifts: On the bus back home. The three girls are squished into a seat meant for two.]
Yasmine (groaning):
"I swear, we travel more than BTS world tours."
Zaina:
"Hey, don't insult our struggles. This is character building."
Alvira (softly):
"At least I have you both now. Before, it was just me, headphones, and heartbreak."
[They fall into a comfortable silence, the bus moving through dusty roads.]
[Scene: Night. Alvira is at home. She's praying, her forehead pressed to the prayer mat longer than usual.]
Alvira (whispers in sujood):
"Ya Allah... If this love is a test, let me pass it without failing my deen. If it's a sin, remove it gently. And if it's written, bring it in a way that pleases You."
[She finishes her prayer, tears rolling silently down her cheeks. She opens her locked gallery app, gazing at his pictures.]
Narration (Alvira's thoughts):
"I know he doesn't know me. But I know him. I know his laugh. His pain. His tired eyes behind the glam. I see him when others just look."
[Scene: Next day, college. Alvira hands Yasmine a small envelope.]
Yasmine:
"What's this?"
Alvira (bashful):
"A fan letter. I write one every few weeks. I never send them… just keeping them for… I don't know. Maybe one day."
Zaina (softly):
"Maybe that day's not as far as you think."
[They walk away, arm-in-arm, the three of them—laughing, dreaming, and healing together.]
Narration:
"I once walked alone in a dream I wasn't sure I was allowed to dream. But now, I have friends who walk beside me… reminding me I'm not crazy, just deeply human."
To Be Continued....