“What’s your name?” “Jeffrey Kim.” “Which Jeffrey Kim?” After a moment of awkward confusion, I answered the school secretary, “The freshman.” “Oh, now I found you!” she exclaimed, looking at her computer screen. On my first day of high school, I realized that I had not only a typical teenage identity crisis, but also a confusing name situation. As I left the secretary’s office with my new schedule, I felt lost in the crowded hallways of a large,...