"Wah!"

Marin, a classmate in your first class, tripped over his two feet.

He was holding a box of macaroons that ended up sprawled out on the floor after he fell.

His face turned red as he quickly scrambled to pick up the pastries that covered the ground in front of your feet..

He was right in front of you on his knees, quickly picking up the macaroons and holding them in his hands as he picked up the rest.

A few macaroons remained in the box, crushed, but not dirty.

You had recognized his dark hair and eyes before. Well, on a superhero: 'Misterbug' or something..

But, then again, those features were common and this was your classmate that fell constantly and was just overall clumsy and you've been to his family's bakery before..