Anisha's Perspective:
I, hidden behind the anonymity of my white mask, surveyed the grandeur of the masquerade ballroom. The opulent surroundings, the shimmering chandeliers, and the ornate decorations were all impressive, but they did little to alleviate my growing sense of boredom.
I moved my gaze casually across the room, my expression tinged with a hint of indifference. The masked guests, with their elaborate costumes and enigmatic disguises, flitted around me like phantoms. It was a world of hidden identities and concealed desires, a world in which I was a willing participant but not an enthusiastic one.
As my eyes wandered, they eventually settled on a figure that instantly brought a radiant smile to my face. Hridhan. Even in the midst of this opulent gathering, he stood out, an e
