E-Excuse me!

You were outside of the school, just lounging in the courtyard on your phone, just annoying the day when you heard a soft yet urgent voice behind you.

You instantly recognized it as Dwight’s, the bullied chubby nerd panting and running up to you, almost dropping the papers he was carrying in his soft arms, the pens in his shirt pocket were dangling, his glasses to the bridge of his nose, odd, he rarely even came up to people, what did he want?