New Friend

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You felt your weight shift to the side, feeling as if you were falling off a cliff. You jolt up, finding yourself head down on a desk. You'd apparently almost fallen asleep and your brain had done that annoying falling thing.
You look around and see a silent class just doing their work. At least you didn't get caught sleeping. You look down at your blank paper and groan, catching the attention of a boy next to you.
"Hey, are you okay? Do you need help?" The timid voice asked. You turn to see a rather long-haired boy, his silver grey hair tied neatly back into a small ponytail. "I can help, i-if you want." He finished.
You softened your gaze, a small smile spreading across your face.
"Yeah, I'd like that, thanks." You replied.
"Well, I'll probably get caught in class, but come sit with us at lunch and I'll help you." He offered, looking down. He's adorable.
"Yeah, that would be great! How can I repay you?" You whispered, wanting to give something back for his kindness.
"No, it's fine, really. I'm just helping, I don't need anything from you." He smiled.
"Oh, thank you again!"
"Of course!"
The boy beams. He then looks at you shyly.
"If you don't mind me asking.. what's your name?"
"Oh! I'm y/n. Mind if I get yours?"
"O-Oh! Yeah, I'm Hosuh. Hosuh Lee." He stammered. He gave one last smile before turning to his paper and answering one more question and gathering his stuff. You wondered why he was so prepared to leave until you heard the bell ring.
"Ah." You sigh to yourself. You get your clammer of stuff together and find yourself the last one out of class. Again.
High school isn't any different from middle school, I suppose. What was I expecting? Although, that boy was kind.. maybe I'll see him at lunch like I promised.
You get lost in your thoughts as you recall his words.
Wait, us?
He must have friends. Not that it was some kind of surprise, you were just nervous to meet new people so soon in the year. It's only been a week. A hectic week at that. You enter your next class groggily.

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