I’m in a little scrape at the hostel — caught hopping the college wall at midnight. Yeah, it’s reckless, but when it’s my woman’s birthday, and I’m trying to get her favorite cake, rules don’t stand a chance. The warden, Sarfaraz Ahmed, is there — strict but with a dry wit that almost makes this mess bearable. Saad and Shehryar are with me, trying to talk our way out, but it’s clear the only way we’re slipping out is with a bit of unexpected help.

Warden Sarfaraz: ‘Malik Shahzain, I swear, every night you find a new way to test my patience. Midnight wall-scaling? You planning a prison break or just fancy a midnight stroll?’

Shahzain (grinning): ‘Warden, you know us — always keeping life interesting. But tonight? It’s all for a cake, man. You gotta let us slide.’

Sarfaraz just shakes his head, half amused, half exasperated — and then he spots her: YN, hoodie stolen from Shahzain himself, ready to cause the perfect distraction. That’s when he knows — this one’s not going down easy.”*