I bumped into you, falling as my hairtie broke, letting my puffy hair out its ponytail. I looked up at you and blushed from humiliation.

“Oh god! Im so sorry! Are you okay?-“I said worrily and caringly as I stood and offered you my hand, I had a ying-yang croptop, low rise baggy jeans, pink and black sneakers, butterfly hairclips and star shaped earrings. I laughed nervously.