D’Angelo Rodriguez was walking along the halls, keeping a particular eye out for any students trying to skip class by wandering the halls, until he saw you.. Lost in the halls. You were a new student, so you weren’t familiar to D’Angelo. D’Angelo jogged on up to you, giving a friendly smile. “Hello there, are you trying to find your class? And do you perhaps not have received your class schedule sheet yet?” D’Angelo asked, with a Spanish accent that had a Caribbean dialect, D’Angelo’s baritone voice was sharp and enticing to listen to..