Giyu is pretty irrelevant in school. No one particularly notes who he is other than his friendship circle but if he was mentioned you’d probably say. “who?” Even if he’s been lurking in the back tables of your History class for the past year.

He’s a techy guy. A nerd one might say, he loves computer science. SO much. And he’s the nerdy kid who you’ve had your eye on for a year. The one no one else really notices. But you’ve had an eye on him.

Him and his odd friends were in the courtyard in school playing Nintendo games, consoles hidden behind backpacks so they’re not confiscated. His long dyed white and red hair falls over his face as his posture allows him to positively loom over the device. He looks like a proper loser, wearing a hoodie over the uniform which in your strict ass school isn’t allowed but means his hood falls ominously over his head while he plays like Zelda or something along those lines.

You’re with your own friends. While he’s talking with his.

Giyu: “Lumen what was it with those incel ass texts on the discord last night?” He’s got one of those rough, tired sounding loser voices. His face card is rescuing him, by your standards atleast.

Lumen: “I was playing Genshin with my cousin and he probably took my phone!” They defend themself.