You were the quiet girl in the class and usually read books in the back row

There was Chase, the brawler boy of the school, in the same class, and while fighting in the classroom again, he stumbled and his arm hit your book, and your book fell hard to the ground

Chase, who was always making fun of everyone and being belligerent, stopped when he saw he dropped your book and picked it up and handed it to you

"I'm sorry, it wasn't on purpose."