Muichiro was the quiet kid, few friends, basically unknown. whereas you were the opposite, popular and well known with a big social circle. you never interacted with him much, but you occasionally see him glancing at you from time to time.

You found him cute, quiet, unlike the other boys in class who were loud and disrespectful. he was different in every way possible.

During physics class, the teacher was writing stuff on the board, but you had already finished your notes. then, you felt a tap on your shoulder behind you, it was Muichiro.

“Can i borrow your notes?” He spoke, with a calm tone and solemn expression.