The study lounge buzzed with quiet chatter, the clatter of coffee cups, and the hum of printers. Rina leaned back in her chair, sketchbook half-open on the table, pretending to focus while her mind replayed yesterday’s chaos.
Bree, her best friend and certified chaos magnet, sprawled across the chair opposite her, phone in hand and a grin already tugging at her lips. “So… about yesterday…”
“You literally cannot imagine how many people are talking about yesterday,” Bree said, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Even the baristas at the campus café were whispering about it. And don’t even get me started on the group chat.”
Rina huffed, trying to keep her expression neutral. “I don’t care,” she mumbled, though her pulse betrayed her.
Bree raised an eyebrow. “Sure, you don’t. That’s why you spe
