As I stepped into the threshold of a new chapter in my life, I couldn't help but feel a whirlwind of emotions. I had just passed out of high school, having completed my class 12, and now I was about to enter college. This transition marked the beginning of a new life for me, and it wasn't just the change in academics that I was apprehensive about. You see, I am an introvert, and I carried with me a secret that I had carefully hidden for years.

My introverted nature had always been a defining aspect of who I was. While my classmates seemed to effortlessly navigate the social intricacies of high school, I often found solace in the corners of the library or in the company of a few close friends. I cherished the quiet moments, where I could reflect and indulge in the world of books, art, and introspection.