"Uhhhhh...." Had she just said that? Was he imagining it? No way she just called him cute. All he had done in the miniscule amount of time she had known him was be a major dick or a major idiot. Ah! She was still talking. He just barely caught the end of her comment about loving to talk to his mom about everysingu. God she was adorable. He nodded his head when she asked about coming that week, "It should be fine."

She grabbed his arm then pointing to the school building as if he didn't see it in front of them. Of course, he didn't really, he was far to captivated by her hand on his arm. He flinced slightly when she yelled 'to drama class' and looked around. He people hadn't seen them together before, they had now. He started to look at her when she said 'Gomen' and as he turned his head, he felt lips press against his cheek. He looked at her, "Uhhhh...."

Major idiot. But he couldn't think of anything else to say she started to drag him again and he followed dumbly behind. It wasn't until she took the wrong turn that he realized that she had to clue where she was going. He laughed and grabbed her hand. She was lighter than he had expected. So she kind of collided into his chest. He placed his hand on her back to make sure she didn't go flying back and chuckled, "Gomen..." He said with a horrid accent. Surely, she couldn't blame him, he was Korean, not Japanese. She should applaud the fact that he kind of knew what it meant. His mind went blank as he stared down at her, "Uhhh... Oh," He cleared his throat as he released her, "The theatre is down this hall," He pointed with his thumb and smiled awkwardly, putting his hands back in his pockets.