It's Eric Abel

Getting the worst of the collision, you take a moment to get your bearings, by which point a hand has settled onto your shoulder firmly steadying you.

You feel a surge of panic, but the voice that you hear a moment later doesn't seem angry. "Are you alright?"

You recognize your classmate, Eric Abel as you meet his gaze, managing a brief, relieved reply. "Yes, I'm fine. Sorry for running into you."

You move to go around him, but though his hand slips off your shoulder, he edges into your path. "Wait, I was looking for you. Andrea mentioned to me earlier that it was a bit of a hassle to get lunch in the cafeteria as an Attendant..." an understatement! "...so I figured I'd bring out enough for two."

He holds up a pair of professionally wrapped sandwiches from the cafeteria, and flashes his best smile - the kind that has no doubt gotten him into many girls' panties. You're personally more interested in the sandwiches, but you still hesitate a moment, figuring there's got to be some catch.

Then again, there's no need for him to trade you food to get sexual favors; you're an Attendant on school grounds after all. He's probably just trying to swing you around on the whole 'out of school date' thing. As a guy, it's a weird, though not entirely unpleasant feeling to be 'wooed' like an actual girl. You suppose it's preferable to just getting bent over and pounded in any case.

He brings up a nearby empty classroom that you can eat in, rather than the crowded cafeteria, and you hesitantly follow him. As you do, you pass Andrea, who leans in to whisper into your ear, a smirk on her face. "I think I've figured out what I'm going to ask you to do..."