Asher POV
As I trudged out of my final class, a mix of weariness and contentment washed over me. The day had been long, but I had managed to grasp the material well.
It was a satisfying feeling, one that made me sigh with relief. The semester had just begun, and I was already feeling on top of things.
But just as I was about to head to the cafeteria for a well-deserved break, a hand clamped down on my shoulder.
My irritation flared up instantly as I turned to face Natalie, her trademark smug expression in place. Her voice, always irritatingly soft, grated on my nerves.
"What the hell do you want?" I snapped, jerking away from her touch.
Natalie just smirked at me, unfazed by my harsh tone. "Oh, don't be like that, Ash; you know I missed you," she said sweetly.
I rolled my eyes at
