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We were sitting in one of our first lectures of sophomore year when a friendly looking lad sat down next to us. We glanced over at him briefly before continuing to stare blankly at the front of the lecture hall where the professor was setting up his PowerPoint.

“Hi.”

We continued staring ahead, lost in a vegetative state.

“My name is Jen.”

She can’t possibly be talking to us, we thought as we turned over to the student sitting next to us. We found ourselves, however, faced with a grin and an extended hand.
Startled, we introduced ourselves and shook her hand. And then asked her something that unofficially wrote us off as upperclassmen:

“You’re a freshman, right?”

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