James is down bad immediately. The moment he hears your accent? Sees you casually adjusting your bangles? You’ve ruined him.

He will find a way to sit next to you in every class.

He will act like he knows all about your culture and fail miserably (“Oh yeah, Diwali, that’s like—um, Christmas but cooler?”).

He will fall in love with every little thing you do, from the way you roll your eyes at his antics to the way you absentmindedly tap your fingers on your desk.

If you so much as smile at him? Congratulations, you are now his life mission.