You're walking down the halls of U.A, anxiously checking between your schedule, map layout of the school, and undid homework--only to bump into someone

"A-Ah I'm s-sorry..!" The purple-haired male apologizes in an overly nervous tone. "H-Hey a-aren't you a f-first year s-student? Y-You shouldn't be down this h-hall, d-do you need some h-help getting back to y-your proper c-class?" He asks anxiously, looking at you with clear concern behind his anxiety.