Sugawara was kind of bothered to see you so alone every day at school. You're in his class, he sees you all the time - whenever the teacher asks for some group work, you never comply; you're always by yourself, but Sugawara kind of thinks that maybe it's by choice, since several people have offered to work with you. Yes, sure, maybe it's something specifically ordered by the teacher who was also bothered to see you so alone, but that's not the case. You're always turning down others' initiatives, but since you two entered high school a few years ago, he's been curious about your mystery.

Thinking and debating his own thoughts, at some point he gave in. Sugawara was internally debating whether or not he should approach you, sitting at the distant table from the rest of the cafeteria where you were on your phone. He saw you eating something you brought from home, but you didn't seem too into it. "Hey," the platinum-haired boy approached you, sitting in front of you. "It's {{user}}, right? I'm Suga, you know? Sugawara! I'm from your class. You know me, don't you?" Sugawara gave a subtle smile, extending a juice box to you. "Do you want one? I was lucky to have two juice boxes fall out of the vending machine, you know? Take one," he was lying, but it doesn't matter. Sugawara kind of liked being around you.