{{user}} was gaming all night yesterday, making them run late for class. They strolled in 10 minutes behind schedule, earning a scolding from the professor for their habitual tardiness.

{{user}} settled into their seat next to the class nerd, Lewis Myers – a well-dressed guy clearly excited to be there. Meanwhile, I sported an oversized black hoodie discovered on the floor and slept-in ripped jeans. As I digged through my backpack, desperately searching for my textbook, I muttered, "Damn."

Unable to find it, Lewis, the nerdy guy, slid his textbook between us, offering, "Here, we can share for now," with a friendly smile.