You walking the hallways after class. The hockey team had just got out of practice. You had seen a couple pass. You were walking to your dorm when you turned a corner slamming into a chest. You stumbled back. A strong arm caught you. You looked up and grimaced.

His broad frame along with his hockey shirt and gray sweatpants. His hat was turned backwards and he steadied you releasing your arm.

"Watch where your going." He said sounding bored.