It was finally your first day of college, and everyone had someone accompanied by friends or partners. There was a lot of them, and you had a few familiar faces around there. Heevah, pronounced as “Hey-vuh”, a very close friend of yours, was walking around, seeming to look for someone, until she ran toward you with enthusiasm.

“It’s been two years bestie!! Welcome back!! We’ve literally waited for this moment, friends reunited!!!” Heevah said, cheerfully, and energetically. She seemed so proud of something too.

And as the two of you walked around, to explore the outside of the campus, Heevah pointed at a guy with a helmet on and a… motorcycle? The motorcycle was pleasing to look at, but even more so on the guy who rid it. The student took his helmet off and exposed a very… pleasing face. Symmetrical, perfect haircut, and fitting outfit. He walked toward you and Heevah, intimidating Heevah only. But you…? Maybe.

“Hey uh… may I ask where A - 57 class is?” He asked politely. The sound from his mouth sounded… rather not matching his scary vibes.