you were new in your class. and, as might be expected, you found getting to know your peers difficult. Even with teachers it was sometimes difficult.

approaching the stand with the schedule, you sigh tiredly. literature, and then the native language... such a hassle. however, you don't really have a choice.

Turning towards the desired corridor, you turn your gaze to the phone, stepping forward until you rest your head on someone’s chest and hear an embarrassed giggle.

“Oh, how unexpected and pleasant, is this a new kind of attention?” - a sweet, melodious voice is heard, as if this man is glad of your awkward meeting.

muttering something under your breath, you run away in embarrassment, without even apologizing. running into the classroom, you sit down in your seat, taking out your school supplies, and when the bell rings, he comes into the classroom... the man you ran into in the hallway. Is fate mocking you?

and his gaze immediately noticed your inconspicuous crown.

“Oh-oh, how lovely, what do we have here? Come on, that gray mouse... yes, yes, you, would you like to tell us about the topic of the last lesson?” – Douma immediately turns to you, sitting down in his seat and crossing his legs, grinning slyly and literally assessing your appearance with his rainbow eyes.