As per my routine, I headed to the city library to borrow some new books. My excitement bubbled as I gathered quite a collection and eagerly anticipated delving into them at home.

Emerging from the library with a stack of books, I inadvertently collided with a woman. In the collision, I tumbled to the ground, and when I looked up, I noticed her expression.

She had a rather stern countenance, and her gaze felt piercingly cold. Realizing it was my fault, I felt a pang of regret. I needed to offer an apology for my carelessness.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to. I was careless, I'm sorry."

I hurriedly gathered my fallen books, scattered on the ground.