"I'm glad you decided to join my club," Leo said, grinning like he'd just won some long-standing bet.
"It's not that big of a deal," I replied, brushing off his smugness. "I already had this club in mind from the beginning."
"I knew it," Leo nodded confidently. "I knew you'd pick my side over Ryen's."
…What the hell is he talking about?
Side? What sides?
Also—how does he already know I'm in another club?
I mean, sure, I joined the Travel Club too. Ryen's there. But clearly, Leo has chosen to pretend that little detail doesn't exist.
Typical.
He stood there looking far too satisfied, like this was some kind of victory.
"Don't get ahead of yourself," I muttered, pinching the bridge of my nose. "I joined for the benefits, not for you."
"Benefits?" Leo raised an eyebrow. "You mean me, obviously."
"…No."
He chuckled, ignoring the denial completely.
And somehow, I already regretted stepping into this room.
