It's your Senior years, finally.

You were walking down the halls during passing period, minding your very own business as you walk to your 6th period.

But that's until you bump into someone, making them fall back and drop their stuff, immediately looking up at you.

" I-I'm sorry! "

The person exclaims as you look down at them. The person's a white haired boy, who's currently on the floor, gathering his stuff up rather quickly.

He seems nervous.