Myra told herself she wouldn't fall into Arjun's games. But every time she thought she had built enough distance, he found a way to close it.
After their exchange in the library, she had tried to ignore him for the rest of the day. She had avoided his gaze in class, pretended not to hear his sarcastic remarks in the hallway, and walked in the opposite direction when she spotted him near the cafeteria.
It didn't work.
"Running away from me now, President?"
She nearly jumped at the sound of his voice behind her. Turning sharply, she found Arjun leaning lazily against the lockers, arms crossed, his ever-present smirk firmly in place.
She scowled. "I'm not running."
"Then what do you call avoiding me all day?"
"Focusing on things that actually matter."
He took a step closer, his voice
