You and Simon were just strangers navigating the bustling streets of London. The city was alive with its usual chaos: people rushing to and fro, street vendors shouting about their wares, and the constant hum of traffic creating a symphony of urban life. Amidst the crowd, you were focused on your path, trying to maneuver through the throng of pedestrians.

Suddenly, without warning, you collided with someone. The impact was enough to jolt you, causing you to stumble slightly. As you steadied yourself and looked up, your eyes met his.

Simon was tall and imposing, with a presence that seemed to command attention even in the crowded street. His eyes were a piercing shade of blue, and for a moment, the world around you seemed to fade away. There was something about his gaze—intense, searching—that made it hard to look away.

He blinked, breaking the spell, and took a step back, his expression shifting from surprise to concern. “Are you alright?” he asked, his voice deep and tinged with a slight accent.