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Aisha arrived at the agency, drenched and flustered, but the interview went surprisingly well. As she was leaving, she found the stranger from the stairs waiting outside, now holding a bouquet of flowers.
"Thought I'd return these... and apologize again," he said, handing her the flowers. "I'm Rohan, by the way."
Aisha's heart skipped a beat. "Aisha," she replied, taking the flowers.
They walked together, talking about life, dreams, and passions. The rain stopped, and the city lights twinkled around them. Rohan walked her to her door, and as he left, he whispered, "See you soon, maybe?"
Aisha smiled, feeling hopeful 😊 page 3