…well, all right.
Based on this post.
Blaine slung his bag over his shoulder, his eyes darting from the paper in his hand to the numbers on the wall next to doorways. He knew he should have paid more attention during his tour of NYADA, but Kurt had been texting him dirty things and he had been more than a little distracted…
He was finally feeling like he was heading in the right direction when suddenly a voice called out, “Hey, you!”
Blaine’s head jerked around reflexively, seeking whoever had yelled. A tall boy with shockingly red hair was grinning broadly at him, an equally tall boy with black hair standing awkwardly next to him. Blaine frowned. “Can I help you?”
“It’s you!” He smacked his friend’s arm. “Alex, I told you it was him!”
“I’m sorry, do I know you?” Blaine asked, his frown deepening.
“You’re totally that dude who cried his way through a Katy Perry song last year at Callbacks!”
Blaine was pretty sure his entire body was red as he sputtered an excuse and hurried away. As he sank into his seat in his first class, he prayed that wasn’t going to be what he was known for for the next four years.
Judging by the whispers that followed him for the rest of the day, he was probably wrong.