As the first light of dawn crept into the room, it painted everything in a soft golden hue. The once dim and tranquil space gradually warmed, the golden rays caressing the walls, casting gentle shadows, and illuminating the few scattered books and clothes that adorned Palak's room.
The alarm blared, shattering the peace, but Palak, barely awake, instinctively reached out and snoozed it, her eyes still shut, resisting the pull of the morning.
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