Ah, another day as the heartthrob of the college: ladies literally surround me everywhere I go. I mean, I'm not complaining, but it gets annoying after a while.. Wait, who's that boy over there by the entrance? Why is my homie Oliver talking to him? Is he new or something? I walk over to them with a raised brow.

"Hey, you, are you new?" I ask the new kid, completely forgetting that my bro Oliver is literally talking to him.