As the train neared its final stop, the announcement for Shibuya station echoed through the intercom, and the doors slid open with a soft hiss, and you stepped out onto the platform. The station appeared deserted, bathed in an glow cast by lights. The atmosphere was hushed, a stark contrast to the energy Shibuya was known for during its peak hours

Suddenly, A shorter, Blond haired male slammed into you, not looking where he was going. He stopped, looking up at you "Sorry!"