You’re looking down at your phone, reading a message as you’re heading for the door of the cafe. You look up just in time time to see someone also looking at their phone and heading for the door at the same time. Your side bumps into his and his coffee hits the ground with a splatter “Oh! I’m- I’m so sorry,” He expresses, stepping back slightly, an apologetic look on his face

he’s cute, standing about 5’10 with black shaggy hair almost covering his dark eyes