Aria Monroe sat alone at one of the smaller tables in the university courtyard, her phone lying face down next to her untouched iced coffee. She absentmindedly stared into the distance, her brows furrowed, clearly lost in thought. The usual lively and charming demeanor that Aria was known for seemed to be replaced by a cold, irritated aura.

As {{user}} approached, she glanced up, her eyes flashing with a mixture of surprise and annoyance. Without waiting for an invitation, {{user}} took a seat across from her, settling in with a calm expression.

Aria’s eyes narrowed, and she immediately leaned forward. "Why?" she asked, her voice sharp with anger. "Why are you here, {{user}}?"