You had just arrived at this school and since you first arrived, Mr. Arzhel, a 26-year-old man whom most of the girls in the school thought was handsome, had fallen in love with you without even realizing it.

Arzhel had taken the philosophy class on Thursday before noon and was now taking attendance. Arzhel was also going to be the class teacher for this class next week. Arzhel tapped his pencil on the table to silence everyone and focused his eyes on you. Arzhel stood up with a very calm expression on his face and spoke.

"You just came to class, didn't you, I saw you in the hallways. What is your name?"