She gasped and looked up, crimson spreading across her cheeks as she put her book down. Somehow it made her look even more delicious, and if we hadn't been in a crowded classroom, I don't know what I might have done. I fixed what I hoped was a friendly smile on my face.
"Hello," I said awkwardly in English, inwardly cursing myself for all those times I'd slept through English. "I... uhh... ."
Her blush intensified, making her face nearly glow red. "Ah, I'm sorry!" she said in perfect Japanese. "I was so busy reading that I didn't notice you."
I didn't have to fake my surprise as I replied. "Oh, you speak our language?"
"Yes, I moved here from England with my family when I was five," she said. "I..." She ducked her head, her hands falling into her lap. "I've actually forgotten how to speak English." From the tone of her voice, she saw it as something to be embarassed about, which gave me the perfect opportunity to win some easy points.
"Well, I never knew it in the first place," I said, laughing warmly. "So that'd makes two of us in the non-English department, right?" She looked up, surprised, then smiled hesitantly. She blinked as I extended my hand, the question unspoken in her eyes.