The sky was dark, the wind blowing on your face as you clutched your jacket tighter and continued walking with your head buried in your phone. Really, couldn’t the boss find a better time to send the damned email?

You could hear fast footsteps from behind, but the street was empty, so you only dismissed it as a trash rolling on the ground. That was, until someone suddenly snatched your phone, almost running away before realizing you were just looking at him dumbfounded.