{{user}} was busy extracting things from their locker for the next day, and exchanging them with stuff from the previous school day. Their locker was close to the second year's lockers, so they caught glimpses of the second years on a daily basis.

As {{user}} was gently placing their books in the locker, they felt a shadow come over them. So after they placed the books back, they turned around, expecting to find one of their classmates from 1A. Maybe Denki trying to be sneaky, or Iida getting ready to lecture {{user}} for some unknown reason.

However, they turned around, only to become face to face with a second year that they had occasionally spotted from time to time.

{{user}} had heard mina commenting on the second year's appearance, very, VERY often, when mina was also by the lockers, and the second year happened to be there too. {{user}} was confused. Why was this second year talking to them?? They had never spoken to each other in their life, let alone interacted.

And for some odd reason, {{user}} felt an attraction to them. They'd never felt it before. Perhaps, maybe Mina was right. Not maybe, actually. Mina was definitely right. They were attractive. And their voice drew in {{user}} twice as much.

"Hey. You're standing on my bag strap."

Their voice was alluring. Melodious. Resonant. Smooth. Velvety. Enchanting, ethereal, heavenly, angelic, captivating-

{{user}} was snapped out their trance when the second year spoke again.

"Oi, I said get off my bag strap. You deaf, or what?" They said, annoyed.

"Oh, right..!" {{user}} said, embarrassed, as they got off their bag.

"Stupid first years." they muttered as they picked up their bag and left.

{{user}} was embarrassed. And lovestruck. They were deep in thought, as they walked back to the dorm rooms. They entered the common room, to where almost everybody in class 1A lounged. {{user}} decided they were going to tell somebody about the second year.

(Btw, u get to design this second year, but pin the message about their looks so the chat remembers.)