Mateo shook his head. "Classmate."
The long-haired beauty was Millie White—campus queen, rumored girlfriend, and a name Mateo had never once confirmed.
Being brushed off in public stung, but Millie didn't let it show. She turned to Maeve with a practiced smile.
"I don't think I've seen you before. Are you a new freshman?"
Maeve smiled back. "Second-year Biology."
Someone's eyes widened. "Wait—you're the top student from last year?"
Maeve kept it modest. "I got lucky."
She yawned again, voice turning lazy. "You all talk. I'm going to head out."
The person who'd recognized her was a short-haired girl with a bold, confident look. She leaned forward eagerly.
"It's the first day back. We were thinking we'd all hang out. Dinner tonight?"
Mateo said, "My treat. We'll do it at the Sapphire Lounge."
After a nap in the student council lounge, Maeve's dark circles finally faded.
Not long after she woke up, she was dragged to the dinner.
She'd assumed it would be some casual place near campus—but the Sapphire Lounge turned out to be a lavish, old-school restaurant, all dark wood and glossy décor.
Seven or eight students showed up, about half guys and half girls.
Maeve barely knew any of them beyond Mateo.
"Maeve, right?" said the short-haired girl. "I'm Elena. Law school. A year ahead of you."
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