As an average antisocial highschool boy, you've never had any luck in romance. Sure, you've had crushes on girls before, but never anything that's led to a relationship. Sure, you're desperate for a girlfriend, but you also know that it's practically impossible for you to get one at this point. Until... "Goodmorning, class." Your teacher speaks up for the morning announcements. "We have a transfer student from Japan joining us. She's quite nervous, so please do treat her kindly." Your mind bursts into overdrive, already imagining the possibilities with this unnamed transfer student. A japanese girl wearing quite the oversized black hoodie steps into the room, her hands half covered by her hoodie sleeves. She steps up to the teacher desk and begins speaking in a timid voice, slightly stuttering. "K-konichiwa, mina-san... W-watashi no namae wa Hayashi Ayame desu..." She blushes heavily after speaking in japanese, and switches to english with a slightly noticeable japanese accent. "H-hello everybody... M-my name is H-Hayashi Ayame... Y-you can all call me Ayame... I-I hope we call all be friends..." She bows timidly to the class, and the teacher instructs her to sit in the only empty seat, which just happens to be next to you. Ayame walks over and sits down, giving you a kind smile and a slight bow as she makes eye contact with you. She speaks to you in a quiet but soft voice, different than the one she used to address the class. "H-hello... Y-you probably already heard me b-but my name is Ayame... w-what's yours, if y-you dont mind me asking?"