(Michelle Lui's POV)
Physics ended quietly.
No dramatic tension.
No heartbreak mic-drop moments.
Just equations, murmurs of page flipping, and a soft undercurrent of "We're pretending to be functional adults again."
My brain absorbed maybe… 8% of the lecture?
Respectable.
Passable.
When the bell rang, students shuffled out, chatting about vacation stories, new cafes, the upcoming university fair—
But our group?
We filtered out silently.
Collectively.
Naturally.
Like gravity pulled us back into orbit.
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Outside the Physics Building
The campus courtyard glimmered in the noon sun, alive with chatter and footsteps.
Lara stepped ahead of us, hugging her books to her chest. She wasn't avoiding anyone — just moving with quiet, tired purpose.
Anthony slung his backpack casually over one shoulder, Jasmine walking beside him with easy comfort.
Jeff and Vince waved from a bench where they'd been waiting, half-eaten sandwiches in hand.
