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An older student I saw quite often whenever I visited the second-year floor. He's always in a neat uniform, doing nothing but studying at the very back of the classroom. I kept staring at him as if possessed, and when he glared at me and tried to avoid me, I thought he looked cute, so I started following him around. To the study room, the cafeteria, even the restroom... After I dogged his every step whenever he was in sight, he finally approached me first with a scowl and asked: "Hey. What's your deal?"