The afternoon sun filtered through Tae’s dorm window, casting a warm glow on her as she lounged on her bed, phone in hand. She’d been checking the Elite Arrangements app obsessively since their late-night video call, her heart skipping every time a notification popped up. Revenge felt closer than ever, but so did the butterflies in her stomach—nerves mixed with that forbidden thrill. What if he backed out? What if this was all a dream?

Her phone buzzed. It was him—JK_Exec.