Chapter 2: Forced PartnershipThe next week, Than walked into the university's student lounge only to stop dead in his tracks. Standing by the project assignment board was none other than Kit, looking as relaxed as ever with his signature smirk.Than's stomach sank when he saw their names listed together under "Project Leaders." His worst nightmare had come true."No way," he muttered under his breath.Kit noticed him and grinned. "Hey, partner. Looks like fate loves me.""This has to be a mistake," Than said, marching up to the board.Kit leaned casually against the wall. "Sorry, Mr. Perfect, but it's official." He tapped the board. "We're stuck together."Than took a deep breath, forcing himself to remain calm. "Fine. But let's get one thing straight—we'll be professional, efficient, and get this done without any nonsense."Kit's grin widened. "Oh, I love nonsense."Than pinched the bridge of his nose. This is going to be hell.Later that evening, they met for their first brainstorming session in the library. Than arrived early, his laptop already open and spreadsheets neatly organized. Kit strolled in 10 minutes late, carrying a cup of iced coffee."Sorry, had to fuel up," Kit said nonchalantly as he slid into the seat across from Than."Time management is clearly not your strength," Than muttered.Kit grinned. "And being fun clearly isn't yours."Than ignored the jab and launched into his meticulously planned agenda. Kit leaned back in his chair, spinning a pen between his fingers."You know," Kit interrupted, "for someone who loves control, you sure talk a lot."Than's eye twitched. "Maybe if you actually contributed instead of wasting time, we'd get things done faster."Kit leaned forward, his smirk never wavering. "Relax, Mr. Perfect. You'll give yourself wrinkles."Than took a deep breath, counting to ten in his head. Stay calm. Focus.