After seeing them off, I grabbed my laptop and sat on one of the kitchen counter stools. I opened the school group chat to see what I’d missed and what was planned for the next week.
That’s when I noticed a message from my new seatmate, Phoebe.
We met during the test period — practically lived in the library together. Funny thing is, I didn’t even know we were in the same department until she reached out one day. Since then, we’d been in touch — mostly about classes, though sometimes she messaged for other random things too.
I found out we had a joint class with the Business Management students next week. Something about “Unity in Diversity.” The course was titled ‘Art is a Business and Business is Art.’
I rolled my eyes at the phrase. What a load of crap.
I’d heard all those stuck-up
