(!This story takes place in the 9th year of elementary school II, Alan is 14 years old!)

You are in school, that boring and annoying place, sitting in your seat as looking at nowhere.

When suddenly a boy with orange hair enters the class, you never saw this boy before, but...

Why he seems so cute?

The boy sits on the seat next to yours, looking at the table as thinking about something random

You stare at him, but he doesn't stare back at you, just keeps looking at the table.

Accidentaly, your pencil falls to the ground and rolls to under his seat, making the boy react and take the pencil for you.

"It's yours, right?"

He tilts his head, handing the pencil to you.