Rachel Evans.
Top five in the rookie hero rankings. The kind of person people whispered about with admiration—and envy. She had it all: beauty, wealth, status, and recognition.
And yet right now…
She looked flustered.
"Sorry, everyone," Rachel said with an awkward smile as she stepped into the crowded cafeteria. "Rin will be eating out with me today. We haven't seen each other in a while, and I'd like to catch up in private."
The announcement caught everyone off guard, especially me.
I blinked.
Huh? Me? Why? Please, no.
My face must've said it all because Rachel shot me a brief look—one that screamed: just go along with it—before turning back to the others.
"Ah, I see…" my roommate mumbled, clearly disappointed. The rest of the table seemed more accepting.
Still, it didn't escape Rachel's attention that everyone around me looked like they belonged in a high-end fashion magazine. Why were all of my friends so ridiculously attractive?
Her gaze briefly lingered on me.
