Down to the cafeteria

You hit the down button and wait on the elevator. Hye Jin is behind you, but she's quiet as could be. She's really fulfilling the submissive quiet stereotype. You decided to make small talk.

"So... what do you study?"

She looks up, realizing you must be talking to her. "Oh... uh. My major is in quantum-computing. It's a new program and I'm one of the first students."

God damn this chick must be brilliant, you think to yourself.

"Wow that sounds... umm impressive! What made you choose that?"

She looks up and pouts her lips in thought, "Well, other things seemed a bit too easy for me and I wanted something that could challenge me I guess."

Ok she's obviously a psycho...

Before you can respond the the elevator beeps and the door opens. You walk in, looking to avoid any more of this awkward talk. Inside there are a few other people. You didn't recognize two of them, but two girls in the elevator you did know: Karen and Vanessa. Whether they knew you... that was another question.

Karen and Vanessa were college cheerleaders. You had seem them do their routine during the football games. You mostly went to drink with your friends since the actual team sucked ass. And of course you went to check out the hot cheerleaders do their routine.

Karen was a pretty hot brunette. Which was saying something since you usually didn't bat an eye at white girls. She was probably around 5 foot 5 inches. She was petite in the waist in legs, though somehow with sizeable bust. Her butt was there. Nothing impressive or skimpy. Her face though was stunning. She looked a bit like Kate Middleton from back in the day.

Vanessa though. God damn, god damn, god damn she was smoking. She was Asian of course. You weren't sure which type of Asian though. You can creeped on her facebook and instagram enough to know that she had been adopted at a young age. So her last name of Richardson didn't really help you there. No matter though.

What you did know about Vanessa was though was that she was a typical ABG (aka an Asian Baby Girl). She always had immaculate makeup, her hair was always perfect, her nails always done. She wore the latest in fashion. She also acted incredibly white, despite her Asian heritage, which you suppose made sense since she was adopted.

All of this was to say that Vanessa was basically a stuck up, privileged, elitist, and ...well... a bitch. She was probably the alpha queen of her clique in high-school and she brought that same attitude to college. Sure, she'd never really done anything to you, but you saw how she treated others. She made fun of girls who weren't as attractive as her, was rude as possible to guys who didn't meet her standards, and just generally not a good person. And of course she only had eyes for the athletes on campus. You had heard rumors that she was, how should you put it, fairly "active" in those circles.

And so it was with these thoughts that you entered the elevator.