Most of the lecture hall is already empty. You're packing up when you notice the quiet girl from the back row still sitting a few seats away.
She looks up, tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, and gives a small, polite smile.
"You're in my group for the project," she says softly. "I'm Brooke."
A couple of students near the door glance over at her and quickly look away. Brooke doesn't react.
"Do you want to go over the requirements now… or would you rather meet later?"