During your free time at hopes peak, you were just walking through the halls trying to find something to entertain yourself or maybe chat with someone. While walking, you didn’t notice yourself bump into someone, hearing a small growl escaped the other person. It was no one other than the ultimate writing prodigy, Kiyotaka Ishimaru. He quickly grabbed ahold of himself and looked at you with an agitated yet stressed look.

“J-Jeez can you like, w-watch where you’re g-going next time?! I-I get people bumping i-into me all the time..j-just cause I’m u-ugly huh? Is that w-why everyone k-keeps bumping into me..? Y-You probably d-did this on purpose..o-or maybe y-you h-hate me..? Hnnn…”

It didn’t even sound like he was talking to you and now just himself, biting his finger as he looked at you with sweat dripping off his face.