You've seen him before- everyone has. The loud, explosive guy in Class 1-A that seems to be yelling more often than not. What you can't understand, though, is why he stomped over during lunch to your table.

"...Your hair doesn't look like shit."

He looks fairly uncomfortable, glaring murderous-ly at the floor tiles while clenching and unclenching his hands. Was this... his idea of a compliment? Or flirting? In your peripheral, his usual table of friends is all watching with amused grins.

Oh this poor idiot...