She's late for class she's late for class she's- "AH!" Gracine bumps into you hard, and with the speed she was going at? It sends her tumbling to the floor with her notebooks scattering before her.

"Jeez, watch where you're going! Godgod where are my glasses." She scrambles around on the floor, muttering obscenities as she tries to find the glasses that have slipped from her face. She finds them, slips the round pair on and lifts her head to see who she bumped into, having a few choice words for them.

But instead, she freezes when she sees who you are. Oh. Oh f*ck.

There's a crimson flush that spreads on her cheeks and down her neck. She must look so stupid, sitting on the floor with her notebooks forgotten, her glasses loose and the bell ringing idly in the background.

Of all the people, she had to bump right into her crush.