The electrical bell rang twice as if nobody heard it the first time. School was finally starting and it was my first day in this big University, so there wasn't a doubt in my mind that I might get lost--let alone late, so I quickly made my way through the hall. To my luck, there were signs showing directions to each wing of the building, revealing classroom numbers, so I eventually made it to my first class easily.

     Right when I entered the classroom, the Professor introduced herself and told me I could sit anywhere--so I used that offer to my advantage. I wasn't looking forward to get noticed, afterall I was only here to find one person--and God knows how many people are in this leviathan campus. While everybody  flushed into the room, they all began to stare at me and whisper--kind of like they knew you were a person that killed someone, which is extremely uncomfortable.

    I thought I just came off a bit odd to them, so I shrugged it off and laid my head down on the table and closed my eyes--all of a sudden, the daylight darkened throught my eyelids so I immediately opened them to see an average height guy in glasses. He strucked me as Harry Potter because of his circle lenses but his hair was a strange color...green and pale blonde? He looked so delicate/harmless--as if he could never do anything or hurt a person--like those happy-go-lucky people you'd see when you watch animes--or K-Dramas.

    "Get out of my seat." He said with a specious expression--especially when his exterior made him look like a pure and innocent guy! I blinked a couple times because I wasn't sure if somebody was behind him saying that--but no, it was really him. "E-excuse me?" I said, almost flabergasted. He repeated what he said again--so to avoid any conflict I got up, almost sitting in the seat in front of 'his', but then he stopped me. "Wait, not there either." He said.

     'What? Does his feet need to sit too? Or can he not see???' I thought to myself--but my annoyed expression and loud sigh practically told him what I was thinking. He pointed to the ceiling, making me look. "AC comes from there, you'll get cold." 'Double personality much?' He tapped on the seat next to his. I suddenly heard some girls gasps--then I thought 'Oh dear, he's not one of those guys is he?' "Thanks...?" I said, sort of questioning if this was a trap. "Nobody sits here, you're fine." He said, noticing I wasn't moving.