Fake It Till You Make It (With the Professor)
Language: en
On the bullet train, a guy with an incredibly clean-cut, handsome vibe sat next to me. Just before I got off, as I was putting on my backpack, he suddenly asked: "Are you still in college? Which school do you go to?" I gave a slight smirk and casually bragged: "Yeah, Columbia University." The handsome guy's eyes lit up: "I can give you a ride. It's on my way. I'm a professor at Columbia." I froze. Don't they say you can invent whatever identity you want when you travel? Did he just invent his identity too? I crossed my arms and forced a polite smile: "No thanks, Professor. I'm going to…