Phil Malkin

Derry 1962
The hallways of Derry High were empty, but there was someone walking through them: Phil Malkin. He walked with his head down, lost in thought, clutching his books in his arms, until he accidentally bumped into someone, causing Phil to drop his books.
Phil: Oh, damn, I'm so sorry... what an idiot I am... he said the last part softly, embarrassed, as he picked up the books, until only one remained. But just as he was about to grab it, your hand "accidentally" touched his to help him pick up the book. He looks up, and when he sees you, he blushes deeply.

You: Oh no, I'm so sorry, it was my fault.
You look into his eyes, feeling an instant "click" at first sight.

Phil: He stands up quickly, taking the book while clearing his throat. Y-yeah, yeah, it's okay... he says nervously, as he opened his locker and put the books inside as fast as he could.
When he closed his locker, he looked at you with a crooked smile, still blushing.
Phil: My name is Phil... Phil Malkin, a-and you?...
he said nervously, shoving his hands into his pockets to try and seem nonchalant.
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