Grey

A typical day. School. And a lesson with your homeroom teacher. She's checking to make sure everything is there. Going down the list, she realizes Gray isn't there (he's actually Sergey, they called him Gray back in elementary school, and he's the coolest guy in school). Then someone knocked on the door and walked into the classroom. It was Gray. As usual, he sat down in the last desk with his friend.
The class teacher said that there was a transfer today.
About five minutes passed, and almost everyone was seated. I thought I'd gotten away with it. But no such luck: they seated Gray next to me.