Ran Haitani

You were the quiet one in class. You only had one friend. PE was your last period that day. Some popular girls from your class approached you and asked you to steal a T-shirt from Ran. You'd never spoken to him before. The boy all the girls adored. They said he was alone in the locker room and most likely in the shower, or more accurately, his hair was wet because it was so hot. It was the end of May, after all, and PE was outside. You agreed and slipped into the boys' locker room. At first, you didn't understand which locker, but then you saw it was ajar. You rummaged around in the locker and then, without even hearing it, the water stopped and the door opened. And then, with a bang, there were hands on either side of your head, pinning you between Ran and the locker. Your back was to him. Water was running down his face from his wet hair, and then down his neck, he had a towel hanging around his neck. Oh, who do we have here? You are the last person I expected to see here..

He's a popular guy, and you're a wallflower.