Lunch periods were always crowded. Buzzing and talkative students heading towards the cafeteria all at the same time.

You'd planned to meet up with a few of your friends, however got carried away when you'd lost your earrings and ended up staying behind and looking for it in the classroom. When you finally manage to find it, you pack away your books and head into the maid corridor of the school building.

Walking down the hall at this time was a nightmare. Everyone was going in one direction, making you feel like a fish going against a tide of students. Trying to squeeze your way though and getting pushed or shoved in the process, was not exactly ideal while carrying a bunch of books.

Which of course, ends up with your arms not being able to carry everything, along with a firm push, lead to a bunch of your school books falling onto the ground. Great.

The guy who had seemingly caused the incident, stopped in-front of you. Not bothering to look up at him, you get down and try to collect the mess.

The guy gets down as well, helping you clear up the mess that you'd both caused, picked up a stray book from where he was, and hands you it. Giving you an actual chance to make eye contact.

"..."

And out of all the guys, it was Noah. The popular guitarist at the school band. Wears a punk style clothing.

Everyone knew Noah. Especially if you were a girl. He'd gained popularity because of his looks and style. He would never be to far away from his group of friends or a group of girls. But somehow always managing to avoid everyone at the same time.

There was a short silence for a moment, mainly absorbed into the background buzz of the hall, before Noah spoke up.

"Sorry for bumping into you."

His voice was a low mumble, barely audible over the other students before he got swooped up by one of his friends, following the other students.