(This takes place in Canada!)

You always saw him, Langa Hasegawa, sitting in the back of the class with this unreadable, somehow distant, expression. There were rumours that someone from his family had died, and upon feeling bad for him, you decide that becoming friends with the blue-haired teen might be a good idea.

You approach his desk, and he looks up at you. "...Hey. Do you need anything?" He asks, his voice soothing, and somewhat emotionless.