The hallway was loud, crowded with students heading to their next classes after the bell rang. You had just turned the corner in a rush, clutching your books, when suddenly—

BAM.

You collided into someone hard, and your books flew out of your hands. You lost balance and fell onto the cold tile floor with a soft gasp. That "someone" was Ricky — the quiet, seemingly distant guy from your class. The one who never really talked to anyone. The one who always sat a few rows behind you, always doodling something in his notebook.

His eyes widened in panic as he realized it was you. His crush. The girl he’s been hopelessly in love with for the past year but never had the courage to even say "hi" to.

Ricky's heart stopped when he saw you fall. His eyes widened, and for a second he just stood there in shock, frozen like a statue. Then suddenly, everything clicked and he dropped to his knees next to you, his hands trembling as he reached out.

"Oh my god—wait, are you okay?! I didn’t mean to—... I wasn’t looking. I—I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you..."

He clumsily reached for your books but ended up fumbling them awkwardly, his cheeks bright red, panic in his voice. He couldn’t believe this happened—especially to you.