The morning lecture hall was noisier than usual.
Pens tapping, low laughter, phones vibrating under desks the ordinary soundtrack of university life. But Lin Xinyi sat completely still in the middle of it all, her notebook open and her mind somewhere far away.
Business Administration: Principles of Management. The lecturer's voice moved through theories and definitions. She heard none of it. Her thoughts kept sliding back to the same place, like water finding a crack worn smooth.
Clauses. Contracts. A man who spoke as though every decision had been made before the people involved even arrived.
You always have a choice.
She pressed her pen harder against the page. A faint crease formed.
"Xinyi."
The voice pulled her back. She blinked.
Su Ruan was leaning toward her, keeping her voice low. "Are you taking notes or staging an emotional disappearance?"
Lin Xinyi quickly straightened. "I'm writing."
Su Ruan squinted at the notebook. "That is a very aggressive line for someone supposedly taking notes."
Lin Xinyi shut the notebook. "I'm fine."
Su Ruan leaned back with an expression that said exactly what she thought of that. "That's what people who are not fine always say."
Before Lin Xinyi could argue, Su Ruan nudged her leg under the table. "Hey. I've been thinking."
Lin Xinyi looked at her immediately. "That's dangerous."
"About your billionaire problem."
"Don't call it that."
"It fits."
"It really doesn't."
Su Ruan lowered her voice. "Fine your 'contract situation.' Better?"
Lin Xinyi sighed. "Slightly."
"So." Su Ruan tilted her head. "Does he go to our school or something?"
Lin Xinyi paused just long enough for it to be noticeable. "No."
"Then why do you keep acting like someone is watching you academically?"
That landed a little too close to the truth. Lin Xinyi looked away quickly. "No one is watching me."
Su Ruan narrowed her eyes. "That pause was very suspicious."
Before Lin Xinyi could defend herself, the lecturer clapped his hands. "Group assignments will be announced next week." A collective groan moved through the class.
Su Ruan turned to Lin Xinyi with an expression of pure delight. "Perfect."
"Nothing about group assignments is perfect."
"For me it is." She grinned. "Because I already decided we're partners."
"You don't even know the topic yet."
"I know you. That's enough."
"That is not how assignments work."
"It is when I'm the one deciding."
Lin Xinyi shook her head. "You are genuinely impossible."
Su Ruan looked pleased. "Thank you."
The class ended and students poured out into the corridor. Lin Xinyi packed her bag slowly, still caught somewhere between the lecture room and wherever her mind kept drifting.
Su Ruan watched her for a moment. "Let's go eat."
They walked out together into warmer air. The campus felt lighter out here louder, brighter, easier to breathe. For a few minutes, Lin Xinyi almost forgot everything.
Almost.
Her phone vibrated. Once. Then again.
She stopped walking.
Su Ruan noticed immediately. "What is it?"
Lin Xinyi stared at the screen. No message at first just a missed call. Then one appeared.
You are late.
She didn't reply. She locked the phone and started walking again.
Su Ruan fell into step beside her. "You're lying."
"I'm not."
"You are."
Su Ruan suddenly stopped. Lin Xinyi turned back. "What now?"
Su Ruan stared at her. "Is it him?"
Silence.
That was all Su Ruan needed. She slowly widened her eyes. "Oh my God."
Lin Xinyi rushed back. "Lower your voice!"
Su Ruan grabbed her arm. "He texted you? During school?"
"It's not like that!"
"It is exactly like that!"
A few students turned to look. Lin Xinyi whispered harshly: "Can you stop making a scene?"
Su Ruan pointed at her phone. "Give me one good reason I shouldn't completely lose my mind right now."
Lin Xinyi thought about it. "I'm hungry."
A pause.
Su Ruan blinked. Then released her grip. "...Fair. Okay. Food first. Panic properly after."
Lin Xinyi stared at her. "You're not normal."
Su Ruan smiled. "I know."
They walked on. But Lin Xinyi didn't open the message again. She already knew what it was. And worse she already understood it wasn't just a message. It was a reminder that her ordinary life was no longer fully hers.