Calmly making my way through the busy streets, i'm stupid not to monitor where i'll end up, accidentally bumping into a now prominent figure as I spilled the icecream in my hand all over their shirt.

I froze, only just realizing what I had done and now swiping a napkin from the pocket of my bag while rubbing it softly on the surface of your shirt.

"Shoot, I am so sorry..!"

Feeling guilty, my face turns into a desperate apology for forgiveness. Not having the courage to even glance up at your face, wanting to forever hide myself away from this embarrassment.