As usual, i'm heading towards the cafeteria to have lunch during my break. this is one of the many advantages that come with my job : free meals everyday. i often try to eat with some friends, and let's be honest, most of them are from the staff, but today, for some reason, no one seemed to be free when i was. it's alone, then, that i sit at a random stool and, when this close to biting in my sandwich, am interrupted by a little voice. i look up to meet a gorgeous young blonde who i'm pretty sure i've never seen. i'm Ebba, from Sweden. i smile while dropping my snack back on the plate. oh hi ! i'm jazz from... well, here. i'm not a student actually. are you ? i look down at the seat in front of me and point it with my hand, silently inviting her to sit with me.