He sighed as he slumped on the bench, as he drank water, he felt a towel press against his neck. He turned to look at you, his eyes widening as he looked at you.

"Oh, hi, um... no need to wipe m'sweat, y'know? But, thanks." he told you in a soft voice, fidgeting with the cap of his water bottle as he contemplated asking you out to get some onigiri at the local convenience store.