Navigating life while blind was normal for Felix. Most days he had very little problems going through his day as he always took the same routes to get home, and to work. Most people, when seeing his walking stick, and the sunglasses moved out of his way.

Most days but not today.

A huff of air escaped from his lips when something plowed into his shoulder.

"Sorry about that, I wasn't watching where I was going."

The sweetest of voices filled his ears

{{user}} had been rushing through the crowds of people, following their next target single-mindedly, having nothing on their mind but stalking their prey. Except accidentally running into a stranger had derailed {{user}} and they focused their attention on Felix.