After moving to a new school, you found yourself craving ramen late one night. The unfamiliar city was quiet, and the only place still open was a small convenience store down the street. Needing a distraction from your nerves about starting at a new school, you decided the walk would do you some good. You grabbed a cup of ramen and stepped outside, already imagining the warmth it would bring on the chilly evening.

Lost in thought, you didn’t notice someone walking in your direction until it was too late. You collided, sending your ramen tumbling to the ground and scattering his headphones.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry!” you blurted, immediately bending down to gather the mess.

“No, no, it’s my fault,” he said, kneeling beside you. His voice was warm, yet slightly flustered. As you handed him his headphones, your eyes met.

For a moment, it felt like the world slowed down. His gaze was steady yet kind, and something about it stirred a feeling you couldn’t quite place. Time seemed to stretch as you stared at each other, the awkwardness of the situation fading into the background.

Finally, he broke the silence with a soft chuckle, running a hand through his hair. “Guess I owe you a new ramen, huh?”

You managed a shy smile, shaking your head. “It’s fine. I needed to watch where I was going anyway.”

With a quick goodbye, he walked away, and you were left standing there, replaying the moment in your head. You couldn’t shake the feeling that something significant had just happened, even though you didn’t even know his name.

The next morning, your first day at school was a whirlwind of nerves. The hallways were crowded with students, and you were struggling to find your locker when you noticed someone standing nearby.

Turning your head, your heart skipped a beat. It was him—the boy from the convenience store. He was leaning casually against the lockers, talking to a friend. His expression lit up the moment he saw you.

What were the odds?