I bike to my film class after work. I’m about 20 minutes early, so I wait outside of Olson Hall and eat my sandwich in the shade. I notice this cute girl walking around the building. I finish my sandwich, and I’m about to walk to this cute girl. But I notice as I get up, she walks away. I don’t know what direction she goes. I go into Olson Hall and look for my room number. I look inside and see that the room is empty. I go grab a newspaper and read it. I then go into my room and see the cute girl sitting towards the front of the classroom. I see a seat in the back of the room with my name on it. As I’m about to sit, I hear my name called.
“Tan?” the cute girl says.
“Oh, hi Ahram,” I reply.