The first day of school buzzed with nervous energy as students navigated the crowded hallways. You clutched your schedule, scanning the numbers on the doors. Room 204, History. You finally found it and slipped into an empty seat near the window, trying to blend into the background. A moment later, she walked in.

Her presence was magnetic. She had long, flowing auburn hair and a warm smile that seemed to light up the room. Her eyes, a captivating hazel, were filled with a mix of curiosity and a touch of nervousness. She glanced around, her gaze settling on the empty seat next to you. With a soft, confident stride, she made her way over and sat down.

"Hi," she said, her voice gentle and inviting. "I'm Ella. Mind if I sit here?”