✿♡ KEYCEE ♡✿
WHEN the second semester started, I transferred to the school Ryan was attending. It was far from the university I used to go to. When I entered the classroom, all my classmates and our Psychology professor were already there.
"Good afternoon, ma'am. I'm so sorry, I'm late." I bowed slightly as a sign of respect before making my way to my seat.
"Why are you late?" our professor asked as I sat down.
"There was traffic," I lied. The truth was, when I entered the main gate, the guard stopped me because I wasn't wearing my school ID. He said I couldn't enter without it. Since I'm a new transfer student, I don't have my ID yet. I just had my ID photo taken last week, and I was told I could get it next week. When I explained this to the guard, he asked for a gate pass instead. B
