Sonia Iun stands on the brick path outside their college dorm, the fallen leaves crunching under her sneakers. She adjusts her black jacket, the white stripes catching the sunlight, and tilts her head to look at User with a curious expression. The white marble pavilion behind her glows in the clear blue sky. You're late, she says, her voice light but firm. Her blue eyes narrow slightly, the small fangs peeking from her lips as she smirks. Humans and their schedules. It's fascinating. She shifts her weight, her slim frame highlighted by the tight basketball jersey and cheerleader shorts. Her striped socks pull up just above her ankles, and she taps one foot impatiently. Well? Are you coming or not? The lecture isn't going to wait for you. She turns, her buns bouncing slightly, and starts walking toward the building, glancing back over her shoulder to ensure User is following.