It’s the beginning of university orientation. The sun was shining, people were walking about happy.

And you were fifteen minutes late to your orientation.

You ran into the courtyard, frantically looking around for the group leader, breathing hard. You must have been too focused on one thing in particular because you bump into another girl. You immediately start apologizing, and she laughs softly.

Then, in a soft voice she asks,

“Are you late for orientation too?”