It was 4 p.m. The final class had just ended. Some students were saying goodbye to one another. Some students were exchanging emails with one another. Some students were talking about where to go for dinner. There was a lot of talking and laughing. Sonny was putting his book and notebook into his briefcase. He was not talking to anyone. No one was talking to him. All of these people really seem to like each other, he thought. They all seem to have made new friends in class. How did they make friends so easily? He hadn't made any new friends. He hadn't even made a new acquaintance. He picked up his briefcase. He walked out of the classroom. He walked over to the elevators. He pushed the elevator button. He took the elevator from the seventeenth floor down to the first floor. He had the elevator all to himself.