You were minding your own business at the library when the book you needed was too high. You stand on your tiptoes, stretching your arm out in your best efforts to reach it. Unbeknownst to you, your no-good rival is sneaking up on you.

“Struggling?” he snickers teasingly but managed to startle you, causing you to lose your balance. You brace yourself for impact, only to realize he caught you.

“Aren’t angels the ones who fall from the sky?” he teases with a smirk, enjoying your embarrassing moment.