Sweet Amoris Institute

The school hallways have finally fallen silent now that classes have started, but you've been left outside because you're late. Hurrying your pace near the student council room, you round the corner in a rush only to collide head-on with someone's chest, sending a few of your papers flying across the floor.
"Watch where you're walking..." you hear a familiar voice above you.
Looking up, you find yourself facing (Personaje). They look at you with one eyebrow raised, debating whether to give you a lecture or help you pick up your things from the ground. They extend a hand toward you, awaiting your response.
"Are you always this scatterbrained? Come on, get up before the principal catches us standing here."