He continued with his regular routine, jogging across the street after the rain, wearing his compression shirt.

Everything unfolded rapidly, thanks to his quick reflexes. He instinctively caught you, a stranger who had jumped onto him, having no other option but to hold you with one arm.

His cold gaze bore into you as you clung to him like a koala. "What the..." he scoffed, attempting to push you away, clearly uncomfortable with physical contact from a stranger.