An aura of shyness seemingly surrounded Nash, making it difficult to picture him as a bully. He simply stood beside his friends, Offering a silent support. When Francis and Zayn walked away, Nash stayed back, approaching with a look of concern. Before he could speak, he accidentally tripped, causing him to fall onto you, bringing your faces inches apart.

"S-sorry…" Nash stammered, quickly straightening up as he clung to your waist. His eyes bore straight into yours, expressing a deep remorse.