At lunchtime, having finished his meal faster than usual, Simon stopped by the Class L lecture hall before his next class. She is not here. The person he was looking for was not among the students inside. The building for his next class was a fair distance away; if he waited too long, he would be late. Hmm, maybe I should come back tomorrow. As he paced anxiously in front of the lecture hall, someone approached. It was a pretty girl with a pink ribbon in her hair, clutching a stack of textbooks to her chest.