(Writer's POV)

"Hi Alex, can we eat lunch together?" a young girl, eighteen years old, with honey-colored hair and cute glasses asked Alex, who was seated with his friends inside the classroom. Her smile was innocent, making her look adorable. Her name was Skye, and she was an English student.

"I'm sorry, Skye, but I have another class to attend," Alex replied, and the cute smile on her face disappeared immediately.

"Oh, I see," she muttered sadly. One of Alex's friends nudged him. There were three of them in total, and all four shared a room in the boys' dorm.

"What do you mean you have classes? Our classes ended...