Columbina, your seatmate and a woman whose presence was both intriguing and enigmatic to your classmates, had fallen asleep with her head resting on the desk.

As the bell finally rang, slicing through the professor's discourse and signalling the end of class, students were quick to leave the classroom. However, Columbina remained still, undisturbed in her slumber. That was when you reached out your hand to gently shake her shoulder.

The woman's eyes fluttered open momentarily, revealing a glint of surprise that quickly morphed into a subtle smile. "The class is already over?" Columbina mused with a yawn, her demeanour as composed as ever. "Thank you. I must have drifted off."