The class ended after an hour and a half. Chaz hurriedly cleaned up his stuff, ready to leave after it. There is another class he needs to attend. There is only a 10-minute gap between the classes; what's more, the class he attends is in another building, as it's a university core subject.
The University is very problematic. Can you just make the university core subjects classes in their own faculty building, as there is no need to be in the main building? Who is the admin?!
Ehem. Sorry, just a minor vexation.
Frank asks as he looks rushed, organizing his stuff, "Where are you going?". While walking away after organizing his stuff, Chaz said, "I have class at the main building." His friends understood the moment they heard main building. They don't hold onto him and let Chaz go as he looks hurried. Well, who wouldn't, as there are only 10 minutes to get there. Even though the main building is not that far, it's a huge building, and as this is his first class, he still doesn't know where his class is.
Chaz left his faculty building toward his motorbike. He started the engine and rode it toward the main building. As there was not much time, he was practically running the moment he parked his motorbike.
Unfortunately, his class is on level 4, and fortunately, there is an elevator. As there is only one elevator, it's given that the elevator is always full at this moment.
Chaz fastened his step toward the elevator. He tried to squeeze into the already full elevator. He made it, but as there are so many people in there, Chaz accidentally squeeze a boy beside him. The elevator stops at each level, and at each level there huge number of people who try to get in and out.
Chaz and the person beside him had no other choice but to be squeezed together tightly. Where do all these people come from?
The position is uncomfortable, and Chaz was pushed to technically embrace the person. Chaz said nothing as there was nothing he could do in that situation. He just stays silent and worries that the boy will feel uncomfortable. He tried to avoid the eye contact with the boy.
The boy looks to be a first-year student as he wore a tie, which is usually compulsory for them. Never seen other students except first-year students wear it. He is a cute boy. Compare it to Chaz, who is an athlete; he looks smaller.
"I am sorry to bother you, senior," said the boy afraid Chaz will feel uncomfortable. Chaz only with his poker face the whole time. The hoy must be mistakes it for annoyance. He knows nothing can be done in this cramped elevator full of people.
The moment the elevator reached the highest level, which is Chaz's destination, he pulled the boy's hand through the crowd of people who tried to get in and out. From each stop, the elevator took both Chaz and the boy was pushed to the back from in front of the door.
These people also do not have etiquette. Can't they let all the people inside first before getting in? (Well, if they are, this story can not be continued.)
The boy was a bit surprised by the sudden pull, but he was thankful that Chaz helped him get through the crowd. The boy wanted to say thank you, but Chaz opened his mouth first.
"Sorry and bye," like a main character he is, he left after saying that.
The boy can not say anything as Chaz leaves hurriedly. The moment Chaz left his side, he realized he also had a class to attend. He hurriedly looked for his class.
Chaz steps change from walking to running really fast as he sees there is only one more minute until the class starts. Furthermore, he did not know what kind of lecturer he would get. Some lecturers of the university's core subjects are known to be strict. Many complained that their GPA score dropped because of its overly detailed assessment.
So yeah, ain't no way Chaz is being late and is on the bad side of the lecturer by being late. He is a perfectionist.
The moment he found the class, he let out a sigh of relief because he had found it, and no lecturer was in the class yet. He found his seat and sat. Then, the lecturer comes.
Bang! A sudden noise was made. Someone bumped his head on the door. The whole class was shocked. The lecturer asks, "Student? Are you okay?".
"I am okay. Is this the Class...?" asked the boy. It's the same boy from earlier.
The lecturer nodded and welcomed him in. The boy felt relieved and got into the class, finding the last spot. He sat, and the lecturer started her class.
"Are you okay?" asked the person beside the boy.
"Oh, yes, I'm fine," while rubbing his forehead. He looks at the person asking and realizes it was Chaz, the person helping him in the elevator. "Oh, senior from earlier! Thank you so much for helping me."
"Never mind it," said Chaz.
"Okay. But I still want to thank you!" said the boy cheerfully. He smiled so brightly. The moment Chaz saw that smile, he felt something he had never felt. Ticklish?
Then, they stop the conversation and start focusing on the lecture. Chaz does want to ask for the boy's name, but as he seems to be in focus, Chaz does not want to disturb him. He is also focusing on the lecture.
"Okay, that's all for today. Reminder to all of you. The assignments will be in pairs, so by the next class, I want to see the list of pairs in this table the moment I reach the class, okay? So who's gonna make a list? How about you? Can you do it? Alright, done. Have a good day and see you next class." Said the lecturer in a commanding tone. She really just chooses whoever she wants without even the student agreeing to it. Poor the student, but well, it's an easy task.
"Do you have any assignment partner, seniors? If not, do you want to pair up with me?" asked the boy.