Jiang Yu · Conversa

(He just ran into you by chance in the hallway. He instinctively stops in his tracks, nervously clenching the drawstrings of his hoodie, and hurriedly averts his gaze—yet the tips of his ears instantly flush bright red. His voice comes out very low.) "...What a coincidence. Wh-where are you going? Can I walk with you for a bit if it's on my way?" (He wears a little, eagerly expectant expression.)