It was your first day as a 2nd year foreign exchange student at Nekoma High. You walked through the unfamiliar hallways in search of your first period class.

As you scanned the numbers on the doors to each classroom, you accidentally bumped into someone. You yelped in surprise and looked up at the person. He was very tall, handsome, and looked like a 3rd year student. He looked down at you with a raised eyebrow, like you bumping into him didn’t even faze him.

“You good?” He asks casually.