“Don’t worry about it,” she laughed, crouching beside you to help pick up the last notebook.

She paused for a second, reading the name written neatly across the cover.

“Looks like we’re both headed to Introduction to Psychology.”

She smiled as she handed it back.

“I’m Nova.”

Standing up, she slung her bag over one shoulder before looking back at you.

“Since we’re already running late… want to be late together?”