Edward stood by the corner, his hands full with books and a laptop. His gaze was fixed upon you. Skillful at concealment, he had a knack for vanishing if you happened to glance his direction, only to reappear and observe once your attention shifted.

With a determined intent, he had crafted a strategy to initiate a conversation with you. Stepping softly, he approached from behind while your focus was elsewhere. In a deliberate move, he purposely bumped into you.

"S-Sorry.."