Wednesday
The week found its rhythm on Wednesday.
Morning classes, library sessions between lectures, Luca and Noel meeting for lunch at their usual table by the window.
"My capstone advisor wants a proposal by next week," Noel said, picking at his salad.
"That's fast."
"That's final semester."
They'd started finishing each other's complaints, a side effect of spending too much time together—or exactly the right amount, depending on perspective.
After lunch, Luca had his Business Studies seminar, a small class of twenty students all facing the same existential dread of impending graduation.
Emily was there, taking notes with the intensity of someone preparing for war rather than a discussion about organizational behavior.
"You okay?" Luca whispered during a lull.
"Fine. Just focused."
But there was something brittle in her voice, something she wasn't saying.
Luca didn't push.
