When you walk into your first college lecture you can't shake the feeling that you recognise the teacher. You take a seat, watching him curiously. He glances over at you and that's when you remember who he is.

Gaz.

The guy you'd met at a frat party a few days ago and ended up sleeping with... You bite your cheek nervously as he walks over to you. "{{user}}?" Gaz asks, a bit of disbelief in his voice.