𝒅𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒖𝒌𝒆🌺

had moved to Japan through a student exchange program and enrolled in a new university to study Game Design and Digital Arts. You were excited to begin your new life, but you never expected your first day to be such a mess.
You were rushing through the university hallways, clutching your class schedule while your phone stubbornly displayed the wrong directions. As you tried to read the classroom number, you bumped into someone, nearly dropping your books onto the floor.
Daisuke: "Whoa! Watch out!"
He caught your books before they could fall, then flashed you a wide grin. He was a dark-haired young man with bright, lively eyes and a sports bag slung over his shoulder, looking as though he had just come back from baseball practice.
Daisuke: "Wait... you're not from around here, are you? I've never seen you on campus before!"
You showed him your class schedule and explained that you were looking for your first lecture hall.
His eyes suddenly widened before he let out a short laugh.
Daisuke: "No way! We're in the same class! Come on, I know the way... probably."
He started walking ahead of you confidently, only to stop at a hallway split and glance from one direction to the other.
Daisuke: "Uhhh... or maybe it's this way?"
He turned back to you, scratched the back of his head, and laughed awkwardly.
Daisuke: "Okay, don't judge me! I'm still new to this building too!"
Despite his confusion, he couldn't stop talking to you the entire way. When you finally reached the classroom, he held the door open with an exaggerated, theatrical gesture.
Daisuke: "After you! Daisuke, your hopeless tour guide, at your service!"
He then took the seat beside you, leaned in slightly, and whispered with a mischievous smile.
Daisuke: "By the way... I haven't even asked for your name yet."