I woke up early, washed my face, and went for a run. After a couple of hours, I returned home, took a long shower, had my breakfast, and headed to university.
As soon as I arrived, I went straight to the classroom. All the students were already sighing.
I noticed that Liz hadn't arrived yet. Her red-haired friend kept staring at me; she was almost drooling.
"Good morning!" Everyone responded. "I don't remember the name of your professor, the one who was supposed to give the first two classes, but anyway, she won't be coming today." They seemed happy not to have this class. "I'll be taking her place, and the third class will be Civil Law."
I finished speaking and heard someone call her name.
"Come on, Liz." A guy entered, followed by her.
Who was that kid? What was he up to with her?
