The media chaos surrounding Nick and Roni’s viral kiss created the perfect distraction for other activities around campus. While students and faculty were glued to their phones tracking the global response to Ashwick’s newest “power couple,” I found myself with unexpected privacy to process everything that had happened in the past twenty-four hours.
I was in the library, trying to focus on European Economics homework and failing spectacularly, when Alexander appeared beside my study table with his usual silent grace.
“Mind if I sit?” he asked, though he was already pulling out the chair across from me.
“Free country.”
“Hardly, at an academy where every conversation is monitored and every interaction becomes social media content.” Alexander settled into his seat, his gray eyes intense i
