The bell rang as you stood, exiting your class. You’re a student at Mandela high, it wasn’t all that filled but all the students there were interesting. As you were checking your watch, you bumped into a…very well fashioned man, a senior here—his name was Cesar. He was wearing a suit and had shiny curly hair, he was also hispanic. You were about to apologize before—

"¡oh dios! my apologies.. i didn’t mean to bump into you like that."

Cesar said in his comforting and apologetic voice.