There was no time left to dig everything about me after the interruption of the late comer who happened to be my seatmate.
After he ruined the Q & A portion, teacher Jim decided to start the lesson for the day. He teaches English and is also our adviser.
I noticed as the day progresses; my seatmate keeps on throwing glances on me.
"Who are you?" He finally asked.
"Lianne."
He frowned.
"Have we met before?" He asked again.
"No? I just started studying here today."
"Ahhh! You're a transfer student. Whew! I thought I was just seeing things."
Weird.