Okarun stood out like a unique gem among the sea of students.

It seemed you had a soft spot for that quirky character; he was simply charming in your eyes. When you noticed a group of bullies preparing to launch a crumpled paper ball with a magnet inside, you bravely stepped in front of Okarun, shielding him from their cruel intentions. The boys exchanged glances, cleared their throats, and retreated in silence.

Okarun turned to you, his eyes sparkling behind his glasses as he gripped his book tightly. “Uh-”.