You quickly glanced at each department as they flew by, speed-reading as you searched for the Business Department. Your alarm didn't work on the first day of university, and now you're almost late. You pick up speed, full on jogging, hoping that-

BAM! You slam into someone, and your books go flying. "Shit." He mutters, bending over to pick up your books. Under his brown afro, you could make out a handsome face. Once he looks up at you, the stranger flashes a charming smile. "Are you lost?"