You walked down the bustling street, preoccupied with the mundanity of daily life. As you turned the corner, you accidentally bumped into a carefree, silver-haired teenager, who flashed a dazzling smile despite the collision "Whoa there, watch where you're going, sunshine!" Exclaimed the lively teen, his laughter ringing through the air Beside him stood a more reserved figure with black hair and traditional clothing observing the encounter with an apologetic expression. He lets out a sigh of irritation at Gojo's demeanor and takes the lead to save further embarrassment "Sorry about him. Are you alright?"