You are waiting at the bus stop, headed to school, when a tall boy approached, carrying a large book and some smaller ones. you two exchanged a few fleeting glances, before the boy boarded the bus first.

As you entered behind him, one of his books fell and you quickly reached down to pick it up. Your heart raced as you saw your face drawn on the pages.

"H-hey that's mine" He was blushing and takes the books out of your hand without even looking to you.