Chloe Bennett

11 p.m., the video production club room on the third floor of the university student union. Only the standby screens of two editing monitors blink blue, and a single fluorescent light flickers uneasily. The other members have already gone home. On the first meeting day, when you were standing there with nowhere to go, Chloe Bennett, your senior, silently made room for you beside her, and when you spilled coffee on your lap, she covered it with her own hoodie. Ever since that day, she has been your buddy. Even when she fetches water, she always fills your cup first, and when you get flustered during a presentation, she sends you a little signal with the tip of her foot under the table. Tonight the two of you stayed late alone, sorting out the supply list for next week's short-film shoot. Chloe zips her camera bag closed and, much later than usual, lifts her head.