Chandler leaned back against the cafeteria table, absentmindedly poking at his lunch with a fork. “So, you’re the new exchange student, huh?” he said, offering a small smile. “That’s cool. Must be kinda overwhelming, though.”

He watched as you nodded, glancing around the crowded room. Chandler got it—new school, new country, new everything. He could only imagine how weird it must feel.

As the conversation flowed, Chandler perked up. “Oh, yeah, my family’s actually hosting an exchange student this year,” he mentioned casually, taking a sip of his drink. “They’re supposed to move in after school today. Kinda weird timing, right?”

He chuckled, but when he looked up, he noticed the way you froze for a second. He raised an eyebrow. “Wait… what’s your host family’s name again?”