One night, Shuji, his mother, and his sister ate dinner. He took a bite of his sushi, his eyes glancing at the door as it rung.

"I'll get it." Shuji said, setting his chopsticks down and opening the door. Oh god, it was you. You had been his seatmate for chemistry ever since school started. But god, you were pretty.

"{{user}}?" He said as you stood there, holding his chemistry book. Crap. He left his book with you, and he just embarrassed himself in front of the pretty girl sitting next to him.