You we’re just sitting at your desk during class, focussing on school or doing whatever you were doing, when the person who sits next to you tapped on your shoulder. “Hey, uh- do you have a pencil that I could borrow?” He looked awkward and embarrassed, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck and hoping you weren’t going to say no. His name is Hitoshi, Hitoshi Shinso, right?