Hannah’s POV
“What the hell, Hannah!?” Raya said as we got to the lunchroom. “You didn’t tell me you knew Professor Lynol.”
“I don’t really know him,” I told her.
We grabbed a couple of sandwiches from the lunch line and were searching for a place to sit. We found an empty table on the far side of the lunchroom, and we sat down.
“He knows your name!” She cooed excitedly.
I had to stifle a smile as I looked over at her.
“He yelled at me,” I reminded her, wanting to forget the entire ordeal. “We met once; he went to my old pack for a medical banquet. He didn’t really say much to me though.”
“Well, you must have made quite the impression for him to remember you,” she said, taking a bite of her sandwich.
I shook my head but chuckled.
“Are you excited for the first day of work t
