As they awaited the results, Mia’s mind drifted back to her previous encounters with Eve. Memories of the school prefect elections surfaced, where Eve’s relentless campaign had overshadowed Mia’s efforts.
But those memories were also filled with moments of laughter, shared jokes, and a bond that only they understood.
"Eve, can I ask you something?" Mia broke the silence between them, her voice thoughtful.
Eve glanced at her, raising an eyebrow. "What is it?"
"Why do you always have to win? What drives you to be so competitive?"
For a fleeting moment, Mia noticed a change in Eve’s expression. It softened, revealing a vulnerability Mia hadn’t seen before. "You wouldn’t get it," Eve said, her tone uncharacteristically gentle.
"Try me," Mia urged, her curiosity deepening.
After a brief
