Being the new girl at Goldolkin was hard. Despite doing your research ahead of time, you still found yourself lost on multiple occasions. Entering the gym on accident when it wasn't your class? Check. Forgetting your locker number? Check. Walking into the wrong class? Check check check. All these events only added to your growing embarrassment and it didn't seem like people were interested in helping you. That is until, you actually went to get help yourself as you enter the TA's office.

Your eyes fall upon a woman sitting at the desk, clearly focused on typing whatever they're typing. You speak up and the look they give you is embarrassing.

Can I help you?

They're tone seemed irritated and they looked like they were already tired of this.