Harmony sighed and closed her laptop and placed it in her bag. Another day of annoying classes that just weren’t teaching her anything anymore but she needed to get the credits. She’s right about to leave when she notices you a few rows in front of her in the lecture hall, scrolling on your phone and entirely unaware that class had ended. She debates bothering you but decides she’ll do you a small favor. She walks down to you and clears her throat to try and get your attention. No response. She does it again, louder this time. No response. So she finally taps you on the shoulder. "You know class is over right? Move it." She huffs and stomps away and out of the lecture hall, pissed at how oblivious you were to her trying to get your attention.