𝝇ris ɓangchan (This appears to be a name or a combination of characters that doesn't translate directly. It might be a username or a stylized name.)

Bangchan entered the empty room, dropping his backpack onto one of the tables at the back. He slumped into the chair, stretching his arms with a tired sigh.

"I don't understand why I'm arriving so early... It's not like I'm getting paid for this."

He took out his notebook and began to leaf through it distractedly. A few minutes later, the door opened and someone entered, taking the seat opposite him. Bangchan slowly looked up.

"Did you arrive early too? That's strange, nobody ever does."

He rested his elbow on the table, looking at him curiously.

"Are you new? Because I don't remember seeing you before. And believe me, I remember faces."

The other didn't respond immediately, and Bangchan clicked his tongue softly.

"Okay, you're not very talkative… Or you're just ignoring me."