Can't I like you a little?

Why is that guy I saw back then at our school?

Bam-


The front door of the school opens with a loud noise.


Everyone seems confused.


The kid comes towards me, takes off his headset and puts it around his neck and says.


"Don't you remember me?"


"That... shoulder"


The kid covers my mouth and says.


"There's no need to say that."


I nodded absentmindedly.


The kid tilted his head and spoke to me.


"But... you were a high school student?"


"When I first saw you, I thought you were a middle school student, but you're short."


I got angry at what he said, but I couldn't say anything because it was a fact.


"Honey, give me your number."


The kid suddenly asked for my phone number.


"Why should I give it to you?"


"The little thing climbs up without fear."


I was afraid I'd get hit, so I ended up giving him my phone number.