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The first time I met him was in the corridor; I was rushing to my next lesson and I slammed into him coming the other way. I also managed to drop my textbooks on his feet
“OW! My word, those books are heavy.”
“Oh my, I’m so sorry; I should have been watching where I was going.”
“That would help; I should’ve been paying more attention myself.”
I saw an ear bud dangling from the front of his hoodie, “Who are you listening to?”
“Taylor Swift; it’s one of her earlier albums.” He looked at the stack of my textbooks he now held. “Do you really take all of these subjects?”
I nodded, “And more.”
“There are, like, six subjects here, and you’re taking more?”
“I’m taking ten subjects.”
“You’re mad; I’m only just coping with four and you’re taking two and a half times the number of subjects I am.” He laughed, and handed me my books back, “See you round…?”
“Hoshi.”
“That’s Japanese for star,” he said with a little grin
“You speak Japanese?”
“Shikashi, sukoshi, amari nai.” He said; his pronunciation pretty good for someone who speaks Japanese as a second language.
“What’s your name, eigo no shōnen?”
“Malcolm Reed.”
“Hoshi Sato.” We shook hands round my books and went our separate ways.