“Um... I'm Sousuke Kikkawa?" A voice said and Nanashi immediately looked at its source. Blonde hair? Check. Gunpla on belt? Check. 3rd year? Unless this is the wrong class then check. 

Nanashi pushed past the others and approached the sitting 3rd year. “*whistle* cool hat man, you look like a gangsta.” He said with a chuckle. “Well anyways, I want to ask you something.” He said clearing his throat. “Sousuke Kikkawa, Please join the .. the um .. er … I-I’m sorry but, is your Gunpla damaged?” He said looking at the SD Master Gundam on Sousuke’s desk. “I mean, you must have got hit in the joints or something while piloting because it looks like it can fall apart any second now.” He said rubbing his cheeks. The joints weren’t tight enough, the Gunplas hands weren’t clipped correctly and it looked like the frame hadn’t even been glued yet, but it seemed to have already been cleaned!! “Y’know, if you want I can help you with that.”