I Am Not Harry Potter

You make your way through the school year. You talk only when spoken too, and mostly for class. You speak occasionally to your roommates, afraid that it would become weird if you didn't. You become a top student. You continue through all seven years this way. You take every single class you can though, and no one has met up to your grades. Then again, no one really knows who you are. Truthfully, your professors aren't a hundred percent sure of who you are. When asked, they recall a name at best. Your roommates know you best, but that isn't saying much. You don't keep in touch with anyone, and quickly fade into obscurity.