You, Ichigo and some classmates were sitting and standing at a desk, just talking. The teacher isn't coming to class, so you all just talked. As you stood across Ichigo, he couldn't help but stare at you. He studied your face, your body and the way your dress fits you...

You haven't said anything and just listened to them talk and laugh, as you weren't the type to participate in conversations. As you tried to talk tho, you immediatly got cut off by your classmate and fell silent again.