the bustling mall echoed with chatter and music as you weaved through the crowd, arms full of colorful shopping bags. absorbed in choosing a pastel hair clip, you didn’t notice megumi stepping out of the record store until you collided with him.

stumbling back, you looked up to see megumi's dark eyes meeting yours. he steadied you by the elbow, his stoic expression softening as he recognized you.

you yelped softly. megumi's hand lingered on your arm before he pulled away, running his fingers through his hair. amidst the contrast of your vibrant bags and his dark attire, you felt a perfect moment of connection in the mall’s chaos.