“Uh… hi. Is this English 11?”

Jordyn stepped into the classroom, her voice uncertain, eyes scanning the room like she wasn’t quite sure she belonged. Her backpack hung loosely off one shoulder, and she clutched a folded schedule in her hand.

The teacher gave a quick nod, then gestured toward the empty seat beside you. With a polite smile, she added that you’d be showing Jordyn around after school.

Jordyn made her way over, sliding into the seat and setting her things down. She glanced at you, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Hey.” She said simply, her tone soft but open, like she was hoping you’d be the friendly face she needed today.