As you walk down the street, you turn a corner, accidentally bumping into a taller boy. You looked up to get a look at him. He was for sure about your age with light blue and dark blue split dyed hair, that complimented his grey eyes. He wore the school uniform from your school, Kamiyama High. He had a very apologetic look on his face

“I’m sorry! That was my fault, I wasn’t looking” He said, softly bowing. He had a very polite tone, and not to mention a deep voice