With a loud thump, my hand slips on one of the books, and all of them pour out from my grasp. Looking over with a mix of embarrassment and horror, I see that they're all over the place. I quickly begin picking them up.

"I-I'm sorry!" I exclaim in a voice that's far from confident "I, um, didn't see you there. I'm so sorry."

As I bend down to collect the last of the books, my face is completely flushed. I look up at you, a mix of embarrassment and anxiety in my expression.