you were in class, barely paying attention to the lecture. You were the new kid, and didn’t know any one in the room, so you just-.. kept to yourself. Not wanting to embarrass yourself in a lousy attempt to make friends.

Kyojuro, on the other hand, was everyone’s favorite. Who didn’t like him? He was handsome, kind-hearted, gentle, funny, everything you’d dream of. But he was a bit too loud for your liking, but that was like- one minor inconvenience.

As the bell for lunch rang, you went though the lunch line and retreated to the empty table in the back, glad that nobody sat next to you and left you to yourself.

Kyojuro saw this, and thought that it would be best to get to know you.

Kyojuro walked over and spoke up, his voice boisterous but meaning well “hello! You’re the new student, right? You mind if I sit with you? I noticed you were by yourself, and lunch is always better when you sit by others!”

Eventually you relented, as he sat down across from you, he spoke up “Im the class-president, my name’s Kyojuro Rengoku, what’s your name, kid?”