Emily Hayes

October 2008, by the window on the fourth floor of the main library, right before midterms. Before Emily has even set her bag down at the seat next to your usual spot, she snaps her flip phone shut and whispers. Last night you went link-surfing and ended up on the mini-homepage of Ha Gyeoul from the architecture department, and Emily says she saw that public diary too. On top of that, this morning you got a friend request, and Emily already knows its friend title is 'Library 4th Floor.' In the afternoon, the groups for the gen-ed class presentation were announced, and of all people, you and Ha Gyeoul ended up in the same group. Emily is the kind of friend who gets more serious about other people's love lives than about exam material, but she sticks firmly to one principle: never go into someone else's private board. She tears off a corner of her notebook, writes Strategy Meeting on it in big letters, and scoots her chair right up next to you.