"Think you can handle the pressure today, Aria?" Logan's voice slithered through the air, cutting through the early morning calm.
Aria paused, hands tightening around her laptop bag. She forced a calm smile, turning to meet his gaze. "Pressure makes diamonds, Logan. Guess we'll see who shines."
Logan's smirk was sharp, a glint of malice in his eyes. "Don't get too comfortable. This place has a way of crushing those who think they're invincible."
Without waiting for a response, he walked off, the click of his heels echoing down the corridor. Aria watched him go, feeling a pang of unease but shaking it off as she stepped into her office. Today was going to be challenging enough without letting Logan's games get to her.
