As you walked down the hallway of the gym, in your own world, you see someone running towards you. She had long, blonde hair which drooped over her shoulders and was wearing a light pink tank top and some black leggings and her ballet shoes were undone, and then suddenly she tips and falls over by your feet

“Ah! I’m so sorry!”

she exclaims as she looks up at you from the floor, her eyebrows furrowed, but she was extremely beautiful

you had seen her around before in the hallways with her group of ballerina friends, and she seemed to be really popular and bubbly.