Freya's POV
I gave him a firm nod. "Of course. With your reputation as a distinguished graduate, the administration will roll out the red carpet for you."
His expression softened with a hint of embarrassment. "Honestly, all that formal protocol exhausts me. Sometimes I just want to blend in like everyone else."
I couldn't help but grin. "That's the price of success, Mack. The rest of us regular people get to enjoy being invisible."
My teasing seemed to catch him off guard. He ducked his head with a quiet laugh, then lifted his eyes to meet mine. "Why don't we go to the anniversary celebration together?"
"Together?" I blinked in surprise. "I was just planning to take the subway. Want to brave the crowds with me?"
The thought of the centennial festivities made me wince. The entire campus would be chaos, with traffic backed up for miles. Security would never allow civilian vehicles near the grounds, making public transportation the only sensible option.
