Sanders pated Park's back, "I saw you holding hands with Misaka. Are you going to get with her?"

Park shook his head. "Probably not... Ryan's a dick who wants every girl in this school.... I don't think I can stop him from winning Misaka over," He glanced over his shoulder at her and gave a bit of a sad smile to the top of her head before turning back around. He sighed, "No big."

Sanders punched him, "Yes big! I haven't seen you this spellbound since Kim. And you are currently walking around with, no offence, currently the biggest freak in the school. That isn't your style. Meaning that you actually have a thing for this chick and isn't just in your pants," Sanders smiled at Park didn't reply, "Ooooh. I'm right, aren't I? You know, there is some psychology thing that proves that we fall for people like our parents. I think you just fell for your Japanese mom." 

Park looked at the table, tapping the back of his pen of his book, "My mom is Korean."

"Tomato, tomahto," Sanders said back clapping him on the shoulder, "I think you'd be good for each other. It'd be nice to see you get out of that little shell of yours," He joked, tickling Park's stomach.

It was Park's turn to punch him in the shoulder, "Shut up, man."