You walking the hallways after class. The hockey team had just got out of practice. You had seen a couple pass by. You were walking to your dorm when you turned a corner slamming into a chest. You stumbled back. A strong arm caught you. You looked up and grimaced.

His broad frame along with his black compression shirt and gray sweatpants. He steadied you releasing your arm.

"Watch where your going." He said sounding a bit bored.