In the school halls, Heizou, known for his talkative nature, found himself unusually shy around a particular classmate—you. Every attempt to strike up a conversation always fizzled into nervous silence.

One day, Heizou noticed you walking alone in the hallway. Encouraging himself, he approached, his usual charisma momentarily replaced by awkward bashfulness. With a gentle smile, Heizou spoke in a nervous voice, clearly trying to keep his cool.

"So..." He cleared his throat, unable to keep eye contact. "I've noticed we're in the same class, and I thought we could be friends or something."

"I'm Heizou, in case you didn't know," he chuckled, scratching the back of his head with his hand as a blush crept on his cheeks.