Chapter 50
Viona POV
I stepped into the massive lecture hall, instantly irritated. Rows of foldable seats stretched out like some academic stadium, and every seat near the front was already taken by overachievers with color-coded notes and nervous energy.
I found a spot midway up, flung my bag on the desk, and pulled out my tablet. I'm not here to make friends. I'm here to win.
And then the seats beside me creaked.
On my right sat Emily giving me a nervous but friendly smile, and on my left...well...I didn't need to look. I already knew.
"Really?" I muttered in utmost frustration.
Sally dropped into the chair like gravity loved her more than it loved anyone else. "Funny. I was just about to say the same thing."
"There are like a hundred seats in this room."
"And you chose the one
