Andrew’s POV
Frustration bubbled to the surface of the wall of the lecture hall as the murmuring persisted, echoing my confused thoughts. What was going on?
“I am pairing you with Mia,” the professor muttered again.
"What?" I blurted out, my voice tinged with doubt, mirroring the sentiments of my friends in the lecture hall.
The professor's response only added to the puzzle of the situation. "Yes, Andrew!" he exclaimed, his smile widening. "But you don’t have to worry about a thing, I am not going to take much of your time.”
“But… I have to play soccer with the boys today and I am their team leader.” I murmured trying to get myself out of his prison.
His casual behavior grated against my nerves. It wasn't how I expected him to react to our late arrival. Something felt off, and I c
