The same spot where Nnenna had first sat and continued to sit in every lecture.
Every time his eyes wandered there, he saw a girl in front of Nnenna, sitting tall with a proud smile like she owned the place.
Was it a coincidence? Definitely not.
Jana kept sitting in the same seat, lecture after lecture, acting as if it were her birthright. It wasn't subtle either, she made sure to flick her hair, flash her smile, and bat her lashes every time Carl so much as looked in that direction.
At first, Nnenna tried to ignore it.
But after a few more days of awkward tension and whispered comments from her classmates, she had had enough.
Without warning, she picked up her bag and changed seats to the back corner of the hall.
But by then, the rumor had already spread like wildfire.
"Prince Carl is in love with Jana."
It was all anyone talked about.
