Your room is full of temptations and distractions – try studying in other places, such as the library, a coffeeshop, or a study room if your school has them. Being in a different environment will bring you out of your comfort zone and help you be on your game.
hey u, mentally ill student!!! get registered with student disability services at your college!!!!!!!!!!!
i wasn’t until just now, after over 4 years of college, and it is the single most helpful resource ive encountered in my schooling. all i receive are attendance accommodations, but being able to confirm to my professors at the beginning of the semester that i am legally disabled means that when i fall behind (and despite being a good student, i always fall behind, because i’m disabled) not only do they know im not just bullshitting and being lazy, but i also have my personal disability counselor who contacts my professors for me when it is an emergency or when im too overwhelmed to have that talk myself.
i know its small, but i cant even tell you how amazingly different this semester is for me, and how much healthier i am because of this.
Hermione founds a charity organization that provides all UK werewolves with monthly wolfsbane, aids them in their job searches, and helps new or out of luck werewolves get back on their feet. They also help provide safe places to transform, scholarships for students, and basic medical services, amongst other things.
A young werewolf who would’ve been in Ravenclaw had she gone to Hogwarts runs the Lupin Foundation. Ron and Harry help fundraise, but it turns out they don’t really need to do much; Remus Lupin touched many more lives than he ever realized, and donations are the least of their worries.
At the end of the day, it’s what you want to do with yourself and your life that really matters. School is a resource to help you achieve what you want to do, not the end-all-be-all of who you are. Study with a purpose to get the most out of it.
March is Women’s History Month!
Women have shaped this country’s history in more ways than we can
count. Long before Rosie the Riveter joined the war effort in the 1940s,
women earned wages to support themselves and their families. This series of posts celebrates the diversity of women’s labor, ranging from industry to agriculture to folklore and beyond.
This archival series (Women Working In Industry, 1940 - 1945) contains images depicting women and their contributions to the war effort during World War II. The photographs show women for the first time on a mass scale and from every social and economical background preforming jobs that have been traditionally considered as men’s work. In addition to the clerical and secretarial fields, women are seen working in the aircraft industry, the metal industry, ordnance, the railroad, the shipyards, as well as the military services. There are approximately 94 different occupations shown in this series where women were performing the work.
Parents didn’t always read the orientation material.
There were a few, every year. They insisted on helping the new students move into the dorms. They sent boxes from home, full of cookies or brownies or favorite munchies. They called frequently (it wasn’t safe. Letters were safer, e-mail was safer, even texts were safer, but calls not so much.) They begged for pictures, for visits, and sometimes they accidentally-on-purpose “just happened to be in the area”.
The staff tried to deal with parents. Oh how they tried. Usually it worked. The Gentry almost never kept parents.
But some… some parents never left.
She had taken piano lessons when she was younger. Her parents approved: that was a womanly decorative thing to do. She had never played sports, because that wasn’t a womanly decorative thing. She wore dresses. She took ballet, she sang, she painted. Her parents told her every day in every way who they thought she should be, and she tried, she really did.
She was tired of not being good enough.
She applied to Elsewhere, and got a full music scholarship, and carefully out of sight in the shower she sobbed with relief and fear. Her parents loved her, they really did, they told her so. The disappointment at her, the silent treatment, the confinement and not being allowed out with her friends… well, they were just trying to protect her, right? They didn’t know the bubble wrap they tried to put around her was smothering her.
She read the orientation paperwork, every single scrap. She wanted to do everything right, because the thought of doing it wrong terrified her. Even the strange stuff, maybe especially the strange stuff, because everything in life was a test, another opportunity to disappoint.
“As an environmentally-conscious measure, Elsewhere University’s campus is not set up to allow automobile traffic. For those students who need transportation help, there are staff with golf carts available, as well as a series of campus shuttles that make regular stops. Bicycles are available for rent by the hour, the week, or the semester. Skateboards and skates are permitted but proper safety gear must be worn.”
Father was angry when campus security wouldn’t let him drive straight to her dorm. She trembled. Always, when Father was angry, somehow either she or Mother paid. He fumed while waiting for a golf cart, he clenched his jaw when the staff member driving the golf cart refused to simply step aside and hand over the keys, he was elaborately careful when helping load her things after being refused a campus map.
Her dorm was a solid brick building, a pleasant generic institutional place. Father insisted on carrying her things up to her room, on the second floor. "So I know where my little girl will be,“ he said. His anger cooled a little with the exertion, down to its usual simmer.
It only took a few trips to get all of her things upstairs. Father insisted on a hug, just on the edge of being painful as his hugs always were. She endured it, because trying to get away always earned a lecture. "I love you so much, you’ll always be my little girl, you are a disappointment because you don’t love me as much as I love you, but I will forgive you because I am better than you.”
“Elsewhere University wishes to be the beginning of a new life for every student. We ask that students choose a nickname, in order to facilitate this feeling of a new beginning. Common nickname categories are an interest, a favorite song or work of art, an aspiration, or a personal quality. It is our firm belief, demonstrated by decades of successful graduates, that this practice allows students the freedom to really expand their horizons and demonstrate both their personalities and their capabilities both actual and potential. In support of this practice, we ask that legal names not be used on campus except with the Student Services or Records and Enrollment offices.”
The driver helped as Father made one last check to be sure nothing had been left. He reminded her to call twice a week. He hugged her again, ignoring the gasp she made as he let go. "Remember to call your Mother, Susan. You’ll always be her little girl, and you know how she worries.“
“I will, Father.”
The driver watched, waiting patiently while Father said his good-byes, then cleared his throat. "Sir, if you want to attend the parent orientation, we need to be going.“
"Yes, I’d planned on attending. I need to know everything, to help keep my Susan safe.” Father climbed aboard, and the driver waved as they left. For an instant his hand seemed to have too many fingers.
She felt eyes on her as they drove away.
She climbed the stairs back to her room, looking forward to taking her shoes off and unpacking. The door, locked when she left it, was still locked, but now there was a pile of stuff underneath the open window.
“Hey! Sorry I wasn’t here when you were bringing stuff up, he looked a bit intense, oh hey are you ok?” The girl on the tree branch outside the window climbed in and sat on the windowsill.
She nodded. She locked the door behind her, then sat on one of the beds.
“I’m Magpie, second year, one of the stage monkeys for the theater. You wanna see? No obligation.”
“Yeah, I… I paint, a little.”
“You do? Cool! Hey, but if you want to go see, that outfit’s cute and all but it’ll get ruined pretty quick.”
“I’ve got some grubbies, let me unpack.”
Magpie grinned and pushed her hair behind one ear. "Your dad isn’t one of those types who thinks he’ll be visiting every weekend, is he? 'Cause I can’t hide all the time.“
"I think he was heading to the parent orientation.”
Magpie blinked. "Oh… kay.“
“There’s someone I want you to meet. They go by Melanotis. They’ll tell you about the parent orientation. Are you sure you’re ok?” Magpie pushed her hair back again.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Why do you keep asking?”
“There is no parent orientation. Here, take this. No obligation.” Magpie took a ring off of her index finger and handed it to her. It was a puzzle ring made of iron and pyrite, and it fit her index finger as if it had been made for her.
“Thanks, but why?”
“My dad was like that, too. What do you want to be called?”
The choice, the possibility of choice, was dizzying. Something to hang onto… a favorite song. "Call me Sussudio,“ she said, and smiled.
just a list of things that have helped me while struggling at community college:) hopefully these will apply for high school ADHDers too!
- don’t choose classes that you don’t love, unless absolutely necessary. uninteresting classes will kill your motivation so fast guys.
- when scheduling classes, DO NOT sign up for a class before 8am!! or even 9!! you’ll think you can do these things, but you just can’t, Nemo.
- take it easy on the redbull. energy drinks, sugar, and any other processed foods and/or drugs isn’t the best for concentration or memory or functioning in general.
- speaking of memory, it is very important to get enough sleep, because that is when memories are consolidated. specifically, get enough deep (NREM) sleep; deep sleep is when explicit and factual memories are established, while REM sleep only consolidates procedural and emotional memories. Basically, if you’re gonna skip sleep and do homework, wake up early to study, don’t stay up late.
- and while we’re talking of sleep, keep in mind a couple things: 1) yes, sleep is important but 2) you will undoubtedly not get enough so don’t cry over it and 3) this is when coffee comes in.
- and i don’t mean Starbucks, because that heavenly, fantastic shit is for much richer people. get used to strong, black coffee because it’s cheap and works better and it’s cheap.
- make friends with your professors at the BEGINNING of the term. sometimes all you gotta do is start the conversation and your grade will magically become better.
- always have a healthy snack on hand, like almonds or dried fruit.
- find yourself a sanctuary. THIS MIGHT BE MY MOST IMPORTANT TIP. on campus, things are gonna be overwhelming and hard and tiring, and you’re gonna need something or someplace to return to, where you can study, cry, get shit done, nap, stair into the endless void call Life, etc. I usually find myself a hidden corner or table or couch in each hall to claim as my territory, then camp out in in it between (and sometimes during) classes.
- always have your earbuds.
- find a study partner, not a study group.
- don’t be afraid to ask for help from tudors, peers, professors or Student Disability services. I got SSD accommodations finally after 8 terms and it SAVED MY LIFE. usually, services for students with disabilities can get you extra time on tests, note taking help, and other stuff specific to your school.
- bring a fiddle toy, coloring sheets, chewing gun, or anything else to help you sit through class. and if someone comments on your fidget cube, glare or slap them or stab their eyes out. this is college, bitch. survival of the dog-eat-dog. or something.
- on that note, do whatever you need to get through class. and i don’t mean blackmail your professor. i do mean show up to class in pajamas, or create a crazy wall with tacked-up papers and red string and crossed-out codes, or bring a pot of tea to morning yoga. usually people don’t actually care about what you do or say or look like, so just be.
- yes, color-coding + sticky notes are always a good idea.
- take your notes on paper! we all know that computer note-taking is a gateway to distraction which leads to online impulse buys and obsessive research about probably time travel. or penguin migration habits. or what colors go best with your skin tones. just, write notes in a notebook.
- last tip! have a pre-game playlist. get hyped. energize yourself so you can make through the class, the day, the week, the term, the Life. find what inspires you and don’t forget it.
Anyways, that’s all. this got a lot longer then i had planned. hope this is helpful to at least one person!! if you have any tips you wanna add, feel free:) good luck this year, my dudes.
p.s. if you find this post helpful but you don’t have adhd but you wanna reblog anyway, chill. it’s okay. reblog anyway. just everyone be respectful and fucking nice and tag correctly. i really don’t care❤️❤️❤️
Bringing a service dog to EU is always a dangerous gamble. Things change here and dogs are no exception to this rule. The dogs bred for work, trained to protect, and love their humans never have an easy time at EU.
The first semester is always that most dangerous. Freshmen confused as to why their dogs are snapping at other students or ignoring how they snarl at offered food find their dogs gone in the dead of night. A collar with flecks of blood on it in their place.
If they last, they become….different. A second growth spurt, a glint in their eyes that shouldn’t be there, teeth that could barely rip jeans sharpen till they can puncture armor There are legends of what dogs can do. Of the battle wolves that slayed more monsters than their warriors, of guard dogs that protected castles and fair maidens, of search and rescue pets that found their owners in the middle of blizzards. Before coming to EU, most assume these tales are exaggerated. Those who go to EU know better.
To steal a student from their service dog is no easy task. It takes clever trickery and carefully used power. The Gentry rarely try. But every once in a while there is a music student too good, a Lit Major whose words are too pretty, or a theater student who preforms too well. The fights over Seniors are legendary. The stolen Freshmen are never spoken about.
A dog will go after them. It will travel through the forest, alone or with company. A rescuer with the lost’s service dog is most likely to succeed. As long as they listen to the animal and never treat it poorly. The Gentry can’t decide whether they dislike cats more than dogs.
Dogs are smart, strong, knowing but their humans aren’t. People use this to their advantage. Gentry, humans, Crows, and other things all nudge students with service dogs into giving the worst command: Stay.
You can see which dogs are bound by this because they sit at the edges of the forest. Staring out into the dense trees. They never move, never leave their post. They will wait for their human to come back no matter what. There is one greying labrador that has been sitting next to the great oak by the bleachers longer than any student can remember. Some of the Faculty know when it first took up it’s watch and the pretty little dancer it waits for.
Woe be it to any student who tries to harm them. You can tell which ones did by the pecked out eyes and talon marks on their faces. Dogs maybe man’s oldest friend, but their bond with the crows goes back farther than that. The crows will not protect the human, don’t make that mistake. If their owner dies, the dogs will often go to the crows. You can see some running through the edges of the forest, chasing prey you can’t see, a crow leading the way.
The hounds that join the Hunt aren’t former service dogs. Their people are the Gentry. Do not go looking for your missing dog in their numbers. You will never come back.
If you move into a dorm room and there is a dog by the door treat it well. Feed it your scraps and make sure it has a bed to lie down on. Never think it will protect you. You are not it’s human.
Above all else, treat them well. Give them collars of iron and meat for their meals. Put Rowan, Hazel, and Vervain into their beds. Pet them and get into the good graces of the veterinary students. Both your lives will depend on it.
The truest representation of the American school experience is that despite Google telling me I need to see a doctor for the infected cut on my arm, I’m putting it off till tomorrow because I’m more concerned about my astronomy test
One of the most financially difficult parts about education (other than tuition!) are purchasing all of the required books. So I’ve decided to put together a list of some of the strategies I use to save money.
1) Look at your syllabi early! Syllabi usually list the required books for the entire course. When you have access to that list early, you’ll have more buying options because you won’t be forced to purchase whatever version of the book (usually new & overpriced) that comes with quick shipping.
If you’re in a situation where you only receive the syllabus on the 1st day of class, consider emailing the professor and explaining that you’d like to make an early start on getting the required texts. They’ll appreciate your diligence!
2) Consider buying older editions. Seriously, sometimes the only differences between a new edition and an older one are a few sentences, a new cover, and a new preface that your professor won’t even ask you to read. It’s worth it to find out if the older one is pretty much the same as the new because you’ll usually save quite a bit of money.
3) Don’t depend on your university bookstore. I’m not going to say avoid it entirely because believe it or not sometimes they might be the cheapest option for certain rare books when you factor in no shipping costs. But it is safe to generalize that university bookstores are really overpriced when compared to online sellers. Which brings me to my next point…
4) Price check! Never buy a book because it “feels” like a good price. Check at least 3 or 4 different websites or bookstores and factors in shipping and see for sure where is cheapest.
5) EBooks!!! You can save so much money when you own a Kindle or another eReader device. EBooks are usually cheaper than print books. But also, sometimes you can find eBooks for free! Or you can find PDF’s for free and read them on your eReader.
6) Avoid purchasing all together by visiting a library. As a PhD student, I have to read a lot of books but I only value owning the ones that I will probably end up using for my comprehensive exams and/or my dissertation. So borrowing books is a good option for somebody like me.
If you’re the type who needs to write notes in a book, consider making a copy of the book or the portions of the book that you need to take notes on. It costs money to print but it’ll always be significantly cheaper than purchasing the book.
7) Contact people who took the course previously and see if they want to sell their books. This is a good way to get a book cheaper since even if you pay them half the original price you’re still giving them more money than they’d make by turning it into a university bookstore or trying to re-sell it online.
Do you have any other good tips? Feel free to add them!
The main example used here is posters (and other print items for simplicity sake), but I do mention other items and what I talk about here applies to pretty much all produced products (posters, mugs, key chains, bookmarks, comic books, etc.)
Here’s some advice based on my own experiences and research.
8″x10″ posters are usually at least $10 and up. Posters Larger than that are usually at least $15 or $20 and up.
For a larger poster $45 can be perfectly acceptable especially if the content is particularly fantastic or detailed.
The exact amount really depends on you, art level, size of poster, printing costs, printing method, etc. Don’t under price your art, but don’t expect to sell a lot of and 8″x10″ print for $50 a piece unless your art is really frickin’ spectacular.
[Original art (not a print, an original, like a physical painting or sculpture) are a different story. Original paintings and the like can go for larger amounts, but your only selling the individual painting once. This will focus more on production of multiple prints and copies.]
How do you plan on selling these? For physical copies, if you’re not going to be at a convention or booth, online there’s
to consider. Will shipping be an added on cost or will the poster price be higher and shipping free? (If you’re doing free shipping make sure to put that where it’s well visible. People always like free.) Also make sure to account for overseas shipping which can be way pricier.
Also consider deals. Buy 2 get 3rd 50% off can help encourage people to buy more and raise your sales, but you have to willing to sell your product for that price. Other deals that are common are Buy $X or more and get free shipping, Buy X# of products and get free commission doodle or bookmark or other little trinket (doodles can be requests that you post on your blog rather than physically ship), Buy full set for $50(instead of the $60 it would cost to buy them all separately), and other things in this vein.
Are you going through a site where you never actually touch the product (ie. RedBubble) or are you handling all the printing and shipping yourself?
Online Sites and 3rd Party Vendors: If your going through a site that handles all the production and shipping it can be good since it’s very hands off. On the payment side though here are some question you need to check:
Here I am again! This time I’m coming with a post about CAS
– I have some ideas and advice for you!
Creativity, Action, Service – those are three types of extracurricular
activities you have to complete during your IB program. I believe IBO’s
definition is pretty clear:
“The three strands of CAS, which are often interwoven with
particular activities, are characterized as follows:
• Creativity – arts, and other
experiences that involve creative thinking.
• Activity – physical
exertion contributing to a healthy lifestyle, complementing academic work
elsewhere in the DP.
• Service – an unpaid and
voluntary exchange that has a learning benefit for the student. The rights,
dignity and autonomy of all those involved are respected.”
many activities/hours do you have to complete?
I believe it really depends on a
school. Some time ago there was a rule that you had to complete at least 150
hours (50 in each category) during two years of IB, but that’s not the case
anymore (however, my school still requires us to do so). When it comes to
number of activities, I think the formal requirement is at least 2 per
category, but my school for example wants us to have at least 3. My best advice
here is: just check how it works for your school. And don’t worry about the
hours to complete; it’s really not that difficult (I mean, literally everything
can count as your CAS activity, you just have to be smart enough to use it).
can be your CAS activity?
As I said before,
there are lots of options. Here are some ideas:
playing an instrument
- joining a choir
- participating in a
- making a film
- taking pictures
and creating an exhibition
- creating a blog
- creating a Youtube
- organizing a
fashion show at school
- taking part in
Model United Nations
- creating a recipe
- learning some IT
- producing the
writing for a school’s newspaper
- going to gym
- salsa/any other
- ice skating
- coaching children
- helping at an
- serving food at
- raising money for
- creating websites
- assisting with a
creation of a museum exhibit
- taking part in a
walkathon to raise money for charity
- helping at your
local sports team
- establishing a
recycling program at your school
baking dog biscuits for an animal shelter
What am I doing for CAS?
a bunch of CAS activities, including: this blog (obviously), gym,
taking pictures during some school events, organizing Model United Nations (it
was a great experience and I recommend it to everyone), taking a programming
course on the local university, helping the local handball team with writing
some documentation etc. and some others. Most of them are really enjoyable and
help me learn a lot and grow as a person.
What’s my additional advice?
CAS to do what you like and what you always wanted to try. Treat it as an
opportunity to learn, explore and be creative, not just like another formal
requirement. As of formal requirements, write your reflections regularly (I
think I didn’t mention it before, but you have to write reflections about your
activities). I know it’s easier said than done, but it really helps a lot.
1) how to treat someone who SURVIVED a suicide attempt
2) Alex recovering both physically and emotionally
3) alex/Hannah flashback comparisons
4) clay and Skye friendship/relationship
5) Tyler actually being the one who shot Alex
6) Tyler’s school shooting plans
7) Tyler going through with shooting
8) Tyler’s parents finding out his plans and turning him in OR Not
9) Hannah’s Parents Case.
10) Bryce trying to buy his way out of it
11) Sheri’s punishment
12) Clay telling his mom.
13) Alex’s funeral
14) runaway Justin
15) killer Justin
16) more from Justin’s past
17) possibility suicidal Justin
18) WHAT HAPPEN WITH ZACH AND ALEX’S PHONE CALL?
19) Zach helping Alex as best as he can
20) zach writing Hannah complements and leaving them at her grave.
21) Jessica getting help
22) Skye getting help
23) Hannahs memorial issue of Lost And Found happening anyway
24) Courtney learning to love herself for who she is
25) Markus getting punched
26) Bryce’s other victims
27) Tony with his family
28) Tony teaching Clay about cars
29) Mr. Porter learning who to not suck.
30) mr. Porter getting fired.
31) principle getting fired.
32) Hannahs Parents moving to a new place and still imagining Hannah being there.
33) Mrs. Baker being some sort of suicide prevention specialist.
34) guilt over Alex
35) anger at Alex
36) Alex’s note or lack thereof
37) Tyler and Justin holding guns on each other.
38) Jessica and Alex
39) Ryan’s poetry
40) alex in a coma
41) Courtney losing friends
42) Courtney becoming less perfect
43) JEFF’S FUNERAL
45) student organized service for Hannah
On your first day of college, you’re introduced to Kim Jonghyun, a kind third-year student. As your time in university progresses, you experience many of your college “firsts” with him, leading you to fall for the junior.
ft. yuehua sprouts as your best friends (pls ignore their ages omg)
also if i ever do the frat au series, it will be in the same universe as this fic
4.5 k words
warnings for alcohol, drugs, attempted use of date-rape drugs
You sighed, staring at the pamphlet in your slightly shaking
hand before glancing around quickly. It was the first day of college, and you
were supposed to be meeting your mentor/guide for the first time; he was thirty
“Um, excuse me?” A kind voice asked you from behind the
student services desk. A tall guy stood there, dressed in a black t-shirt and
ripped black jeans. His black ensemble was complimented with, you guessed it,
black hair. “Did you need something?”
“Uh, yeah,” you nodded, scrambling to show him the paper
with your mentor assignment, “I was supposed to meet my mentor here, like, half
an hour ago, but he isn’t here.”
The guy glanced at the paper with a frown. When he saw who
your mentor was, he sighed and shook his head, tsk-ing under his breath.
“I can try giving him a call if you’d like?” The guy
offered, “I’m pretty close with him. What time’s your first class?”
You checked your timetable first and then your watch,
wincing. “Fifteen minutes?”
The guy shook his head again, pulling his phone out and
punching something into it, lifting it to his ear. The phone rang a few times before someone
picked up. “Minki, where are you?…No, it’s your first day of mentoring! The
poor girl’s been waiting for half an hour, where the hell are you?…. You’re what? How much did you drink last
night?….. Minki, really?” He waited for the person to hang up before turning
to you with an amused grin.
“Looks like I’ll be taking you to your first class,” he
said, walking around the desk that he’d been working at. “Hyung, cover for me!”
He yelled to the back, taking your timetable gently. “I’m Kim Jonghyun, a third
year student here.”
“(Y/n),” you introduced yourself, “I’m not trying to be rude
or anything, but why isn’t my mentor here?”
Jonghyun gave you a crooked smile, “he’s uh, he’s still
drunk from the night before. To be honest, I’m surprised he’s even in this
mentor program to begin with.”
“Oh,” you’d obviously heard stories about the amount of
drinking that happened in college, but to still be drunk the next morning? That
was a lot of alcohol.
“Anyways, your first class is in the West Building,”
Jonghyun said, heading out of the student services office. You hurried to
follow, feeling a bit nervous about your first day at college. “So, are you staying
on campus or are you a commuter student?”
“Oh, I’m on campus,” you replied, “I’ve been here for about
two weeks getting settled in.”
“How do you like it so far?” Jonghyun asked casually,
turning the corner. Someone riding a skateboard at a very high speed was
barreling down the sidewalk, so he guided you to the side.
“It’s nice,” you nodded, trying to memorize the way that
Jonghyun was taking you, “I like the atmosphere, but the food in the cafeteria
“And your roommates?” You appreciated Jonghyun carrying on
the conversation—it helped distract you from the fact that this was your first
You shrugged at that question, “they’re nice, but they knew
each other from high school, so I’m a bit left out.”
“Ah,” Jonghyun nodded, “Yeah, my first year, I was roommates
with Minki and this other super weird guy, Taemin. Taemin, I dunno what the
hell happened to him, he’s probably dealing weed to freshmen or something, but
Minki and I ended up renting an apartment off-campus with three other guys.”
“That’s cool,” you remarked, impressed. Maybe what people
said was true—maybe you did make your
closest friends in college.
“Well, here you are,” Jonghyun gestured up at the huge brick
building, ivy creeping up its sides, “the lecture hall will be impossible to
miss, when you enter, the door is right across the way.”
“Thank you,” you said quickly, accepting your timetable from
him, “I know you didn’t have to take me to class, but I appreciate it.”
“It’s no trouble,” Jonghyun smiled at you easily, “and if
Minki ever doesn’t show up or anything, you can just ask me for help. Here—“ he
produced a pen from his pocket and scrawled his number on the back of your
timetable. “Good luck on your first day of classes, (y/n)!”
“Thank you!” You said again, heading inside the lecture