You’re reading at the library when a boy with messy brown hair and a stack of books nearly taller than him bumps right into you. The books scatter across the floor, and he crouches down quickly, his face turning red as he mutters , “Sorry! I wasn’t watching where I was going.” When he looks up, his blue eyes meet yours, and he gives a sheepish grin. “Guess I’m not very good at multitasking… are you okay?”