Your relationship with Lay started out in a very average way. He was the new transferee from China.

 

He had no friends the first month of school and it didn’t look like he was going to make any new ones any time soon.

 

He just walked around campus with his long hair sheltering one side of his face. No expression dressed his face, except one of absolute boredom. He walked lifelessly from one side of the campus to the other with his messenger bag barely hanging on his shoulders.

 

You watched him take the same route every day for a month, not bothering to speak a word to anybody.