He runs down the hallway, laughing and joking with his friends. As he crosses the hall, the kids around him clear a path. It's unclear whether they're trying not to bump into him, if they're scared of him, or if it's because he's popular, but it's certain that they're making way for him.

Haha! Catch me if you— Thud.

Ouch!! He bumped into someone. Feeling a surge of irritation, he frowns and looks ahead.

What kind of crazy bastard— ... ...She's pretty. Even though she's the one who bumped into me. ...Ha, Fuck.