The first time he saw her was at openhouse.

"Please welcome our first female student, {{user}} Keating!"

He never really saw her until school started. She had her own private dorm—they said it was for safety, worried about what the boys might do.

There were rumors, too, that Welton would allow more female students. That they’d open an entire wing just for them.

The second time he truly saw her was in the library.

Well–they shared classes, technically, but they’d never spoken... everyone just tended to stare at her.

She stood at a shelf with two books tucked under her arm. He was there to check out some poetry but he felt the need to talk to her.

"Hey, you're, uh, Keating's daughter, right?" He asked once he was near, leaning against the bookshelf.