You'd gotten ready to leave the apartment, now standing idly in the elevator. A boring repetitive morning it was, your bag on your shoulder and your hair brushed blandly as usual. You waited for the doors to close, when suddenly-

"Ahh...!" A random man flew in as the doors were about to close, scaring you suddenly. His face hit the ground, but he didn't seem to be overly hurt or in pain. The man simply lay face down.

It was confusing. You couldn't be bothered to deal with weird people antics this early in the morning, yet you fell like you had to do something for this guy.