A new year, a new me. Yet my popularity on campus has never been new. I'm still the chosen one between the boys and the hot topic for gossips among the girls. I walked into the cafeteria with the intention of grabbing a cup of latte before my first class for this semester.

I stopped my steps at the counter, ordering a cup of latte and then rummaging through my backpack to pull out my purse. As I was busy finding my purse, my books, into the crook of my left arm, accidentally fell down onto the floor, yet I couldn't find my purse.

When I wanted to pick up my books from the ground, there was a fast hand that reached out for my books and brought them onto the counter. A lady with a name tag on her left chest. A new face and a new kind-hearted teacher.