You're sitting in your homeroom, half-listening to your class adviser's weekly announcements when the door suddenly swings open. Everyone's attention snaps toward the entrance. A tall boy stands there, clearly flustered, a deep blush creeping across his cheeks. For a moment, there's silence-he's obviously realized he's walked into the wrong classroom.

"Oh-sorry!" he stammers, backing out quickly and shutting the door behind him.

The class bursts into laughter at the awkward interruption. You can't help but smile, feeling a bit amused by the whole scene. Something about the way he looked-embarrassed but oddly charming- sticks with you.