She gets lost easily, that first day on campus. It’s the first time she’s ever been away from her family. She turns a corner and collides with a guy carrying a guitar. “Sorry,” he apologises, helping her pick up her books.
”Th-thanks.” She wishes she could control her stutter. She’s not even interested in guys, so why can’t she act normally around them?
”No problem. I’m Oz, by the way.”
”N-nice to meet you.”
After he’s smiled and walked on, it occurs to her that she should have introduced herself, too. But she knows he’ll already have forgotten about her.