Betty's POV. 

“Betty! You won’t believe it,” she said, waving her phone dramatically. “My group got Dr Ashley as our supervisor! Can you imagine? She’s literally my favourite lecturer!”

Her joy was infectious, her energy filling the small room, but I just blinked, still processing the information. “Wait, already? Who’s supervising mine, then?” I asked, my brows drawing together in confusion.

Megan paused mid-celebration, her grin softening as she looked at me. “Oh, ...