As you know, you cannot always tell what is on other people’s minds, so there is often a surprise out there in store for you.

In our school, we need to run for meals, or we may end up with an empty stomach. Luckily, I go home for lunch, but for supper, all students, boarders and day students alike, have to go to the canteen.

The other day, when I tore my way to the canteen, it was already jam packed. Having got a bowl of noodles from the counter, I looked for a place to sit. It being the rush hour, almost all the seats had been occupied. A long search amidst the hullaballoo finally rewarded me with a free seat next to a girl.

The girl schoolmate had short hair, with a pair of glasses on. Her hair was so neatly trimmed that you might take her for a boy. While I was taking the seat, she became a bit uneasy. Judging from her expression, she seemed to be debating with herself whether to ask me for a favour. After some hesitation, she called me tentatively, not for help though. She told me that there was some spillage on the seat and that she had not expected I would take it.

The kind tip lifted my spirits in the noisy hall. We were total strangers. It was not her duty to remind me of it. Smiling gratefully at her, I said, “Oh, it is not a big deal. Let me move to a new one. Thanks.”

As I was dining at the new seat, I felt someone approaching me and putting a drink on the table. I had thought that it might be one of my friends, but as I looked up, what greeted my eyes was the face of the very girl with the impressive hairdo, who had just done me a good turn.

“It is for you,” she said crisply. “Hard to get one now.”

Before I could express my appreciation, the girl went away and faded into the horde.

Now I believe that YYHSers own not only the ability to run for meals but also beautiful hearts.