The Mystery Man

With Freshman plastered thickly across my forehead, I turned my map all which ways, trying desperately to find my class in the short ten minutes I had. When out of nowhere a tall dark haired man with the muscles to go right along, asked me sweetly if I needed help. A desperate yes lead him to grab my hand and escort me to my building. Lucky for me his next class was right next to mine. On the way to my class, he asked me all sorts of questions, and we got a long rather well. At least, better than anyone else here. At one point he told me his name, but I forgot it.... I'm the worst.

But, before he left he told me he would find me on Wednesday so he could help me find my class again. This could be good.