The neon blue text flickered on Rohan’s cracked phone screen:
It was 2:00 AM in a cramped hostel room in Delhi. Rohan didn’t have a premium subscription or a stable Wi-Fi connection, but he had a heart that felt like a bruised peach. He clicked the link. A dozen pop-ups exploded across his screen—betting sites, flashing "Win a Phone" banners, and dubious cleaner apps. He navigated the digital minefield with the precision of a soldier, closing tabs until the progress bar finally appeared. The neon blue text flickered on Rohan’s cracked