As I was making my way down the university campus I started realizing how embarrassing the whole thing was. And how exactly am I gonna get my Pullover back now? I don't even know her. My thoughts get interrupted by a tap on my shoulder. As I turn around I see a familiar face, Ames. Ames is a girl I meet on the World Literature classes in my first semester here in the University of Innsbruck. She is probably one of the only people I talk to on campus but I don't exactly consider her a friend. I took out my earphones.

"How are you?" she joyfully asked.

"I'm good, you?" I answered even though it was not exactly true.

"I'm feeling great today! Dominik finally asked me out and we are going on a date today." She proudly said.

"Congratulation. I know how long you have been waiting for..." I was interrupted by a group of people standing a little bit further from us.

"Ames! You coming?" someone shouted.

"Moment!" she shouted back. "I guess we will be seeing each other, bye." she said before turning to the group and walking away.

I sighed and looked at her in envy before heading to my Theory of Literature class. Ames is a very open Person, she makes friends easily. Its not that I'm afraid of socializing its just that I don't enjoy being with people as much as her. I prefer being alone but sometimes that makes me feel kind of lonely. I put my earphones back just to realize that my favorite song is playing The man who sold the world by Nirvana. I happily walk into the room where I have my next lesson and sit down on an empty space in the last row. I take out the Novel Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen which I started reading yesterday. I'm a hopeless romantic. Its unexpected, I know. I guess I have that from my mom. The classes started and I took out my pad to take notes. Since Professor Paglios classes aren't exactly... the how do you say it... the most interesting I know, I had a hard time not surrendering myself to the urge of taking a little nap. Makes me wonder if Comparative Literature is the right thing for me. But since I want to attend the Doctoral Program of Literature and Cultural Studies I guess I will have to go through this. The classes felt like an eternity but I made it through. Probably just because I took a nap in the library at lunch break. I made my way to the station. It was already dark and a veil of clouds covered the stars. While waiting I put my earphones on and continued reading the novel. I walked into the train without looking up from my book. I sat at the nearest empty space. I was so concentrated on the book that I didn't even realize that someone sat down next to me. Suddenly someone placed a sticky note on my book.

"Thank you." it wrote.