The swing moved lightly as Harshwardhan's feet kicked the ground slightly. She sat beside him, her fingers nervously fidgeting and her lips twitching up. Seeing her nervous and anxious again, he smiled with a small smirk and whispered,

"So my janeman is all shy now, after hugging her professor, hmm?" His voice came low, whispering just below her ears, making her gulp and clutch her hands tightly. Harshwardhan chuckled hard, and he wrapped his arms around her shoulders, giving her the warmth and comfort that she needed just now to feel okay and normal. As she leaned into his embrace, the tension in her shoulders began to ease. The safe cocoon of his presence reassured her, and she found herself smiling back despite her earlier embarrassment.