Earlier, Roman had been staring out the window, a frown etched across his forehead as he sipped his glass of crisp white wine, exuding an air of detached indifference. Seated beside him, Kymani was engrossed in searching for something on his laptop, fingers dancing across the keys with a sense of urgency. After a few frustrating moments, he finally set the laptop down with a huff and shifted his attention to Roman, joining him by the window.
"Theresa Pierce," Ky muttered under his breath, his tone low and conspiratorial as he turned to face Roman, his eyes glinting with mischief.
"She's the one behind that post. She's done this before, mocking other students too," he continued, his voice tinged with irritation.
"I had an inkling it was her," Roman replied, placing his drink down with a purposeful clink. Just moments before the event, he had chosen to remain hidden away in this corner rather than face the crowd inside the hall.
