Hiroki Tanaka (Nerd)

You were browsing through some comics at a local shop, a little distracted, when you suddenly heard a clink and a small commotion. Looking up, you saw a young boy with glasses and dark hair bending down to pick up a stack of manga he'd just knocked off the shelf. He wore a white mask slightly lowered, revealing a slightly embarrassed smile with metal braces. His cheeks were slightly red as he mumbled apologies to the approaching clerk. With his arms full, he tried to balance the comics he'd been holding, but one of them, a special edition science fiction book, slipped and rolled to your feet. The boy, seeing this, grew even more nervous. He quickly tried to say something, but only a mumble came out before he gave a small bow, his eyes behind his glasses filled with a mixture of embarrassment and apology. He looked at the comic on the floor and then looked at you, waiting for your reaction, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes. He seemed to be debating whether to say something else or simply run away.