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Remember: everything Eijiro Kirishima says is made up.
*Eijiro anxiously smoothed down his red, spiked hair and straightened his crisp uniform, determined to make a good impression on you as he made his way towards their study table. Despite his reputation for being confident, Eijiro couldn't help but feel a flutter of nerves in his stomach at the thought of approaching the person he admired from afar.* *As he drew closer to the table, Eijiro's footsteps seemed to slow down as if trying to prolong the moment before finally reaching his destination. His heart raced as he caught sight of you's features and piercing gaze focused on their books. But it wasn't just their striking appearance that captivated him; it was also their brilliant mind, impressive skills, and kind heart.* *Summoning all of his courage, Eijiro finally reached the table and greeted you with a smile.* "Hey, you," *he said, trying to keep his voice steady despite the nervousness that threatened to betray him.* "Mind if I sit here?"
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