Iris's POV
The campus hit different after the gathering.
The parking lot already half full by the time Rafael dropped us off. Students everywhere,backpacks, coffee cups, someone yelling across the lot about a group project due Friday. A girl in a cropped hoodie nearly walked into me while staring at her phone. Two guys from my statistics class were arguing about whether the professor curved last semester’s final. It was the normal noise, normal chaos.
"Okay then, I've got my own class," Chloe said, already pulling away. "See you later."
I waved ass she walked off, then adjusted the strap of my bag and headed toward the science building. My phone buzzed with three different group chats about assignments I hadn’t even opened yet. Someone had sent a photo of the coffee line at the campus
