The celebration didn't stop after the competition ended. Their classmates insisted on dragging the entire team out for a victory dinner at a nearby restaurant. Myra wasn't particularly in the mood for loud celebrations, but she didn't have much choice—Tanya had already latched onto her arm, promising that one night of fun wouldn't kill her.
Arjun, of course, looked completely at ease as he slid into the seat across from her at the long table. "I knew you'd come, President. You can't resist a good victory lap."
Myra took a sip of her drink, leveling him with a look. "I was dragged here against my will."
"Right. And yet, here you are." He leaned forward slightly, a smirk playing on his lips. "Sitting across from me. Again."
Tanya nudged Myra under the table. "You two do realize there are
