Finally deciding that he was so bored he couldn't take it any more, the blue-haired boy started to step away from the wall. The second he did, he was hit by something-- someone?-- that appeared to be nothing more than a mass of curly, blue-black hair. The breath was knocked out of the boy, and he stumbled back, his converse squeaking loudly against the gymnasium floor.

"Oh, hey... um... are you ok?" He asked, tilting his head and looking down at whoever this girl was. He had never seen her before, so she must be an underclassman. She looked cool though, and her hair was awesome when it wasn't flying at him at a high speed. Maybe she could be his escape from boredom.