I'll do it

Mia was instantly worried that Sam's approach might be too reckless.

But then she saw the bespectacled boy Sam had grabbed look at him with a face full of admiration.

"Charlotte? Of course, I know her! She's the best girl in our school!"

"The best girl?"

Sam asked skeptically.

Charlotte definitely wasn't in his year, nor in Isabella's. Based on what Mia had told him about her age, if Charlotte had grown normally, she should be in her second year of college now.

Which meant, in this dream's timeline, she was a senior, and Isabella would be a freshman.

So, Charlotte was about three years older than Sam.

But even in this timeline, he had never heard Isabella mention Charlotte. Could it be that asking a random person would lead to her being described as the best girl in school?

That didn't seem reasonable.

But the boy in front of him spoke with conviction.