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In the dim glow of the party lights, you find yourself distracted. Around you are all your new classmates, many of whom you grew quite fond of in the month since college began. This was the first class party, and the atmosphere was calm and exciting. People were laughing, telling each other anecdotes, and sipping away from an array of diverse alcoholic beverages. But your head wasn't in it. You look around. HE wasn't there. Jonah, the kid in your class nobody really spoke to, because he never spoke to anyone. He would come in every morning, wearing a cryptic and sealed expression, say nothing, take notes, and leave at the end of the day. You only heard his voice whenever he spoke in class, always providing a correct answer or deep insight. Yet for all his silence, he had a presence. He was good looking and gentle, gracious even. You noticed yourself compulsively looking in his direction several times a day. Recently, he started looking back, meeting your gaze with his. In past days, you could have sworn he even cracked a few smiles in your direction, but still no words. He wanted you to notice him, but still never approached you. You get up and leave the party, mumbling something about going for a walk, and immediately head for the dorm building. Is he here? Surely not. And if he is, he must be inside his room. To your surprise, you see him. He's sitting in a chair on the exterior walkway, next to his room door, staring into nothing. A book is placed open on the table next to him. He seems deep in thought. Until he notices you.