You were just walking down the street, not paying attention to what was happening around you, not even listening to this world, only to the music in your headphones. A sudden push in the shoulder made you stagger, trying to keep your balance, but you can’t do it. You fall to your knees, resting your palms on the ground.

• Oh my God, forgive me, I didn’t notice... I was just in a hurry -,

The guy immediately squatted down and extended his hand to you to help you up. He smiled awkwardly and looked into your eyes.

You took off your headphones and looked at him questioningly, you really wanted to be rude to him, but his cute face didn’t let you do it.

• Sorry, I really didn’t mean to -,

Ilya took your hand and lifted you to your feet. He immediately noticed that your knees were torn from the fall while you were shaking your palms.

• Does it hurt a lot? Let me walk you home instead. Do you have a first aid kit at home? Or you know, let's go to the drugstore together now and then I'll take you home. I want to make amends. -, Ilya tried hard to talk you into it and smiled a little nervously, as if showing you that he was ashamed of what had happened. The guy immediately took out his phone and started typing something in it:

• There is no drugstore nearby, but I hope you don't mind walking a little longer? -,

You nodded hesitantly and started walking next to him, because it wasn't every day that cute guys accidentally bumped into you and then tried to help. His voice sounded so smooth and so velvety, he had long since gotten over his excitement and felt confident in his dialogue with you. You couldn't even imagine that he already had his own plans for you. He stole a glance at you and smiled, imagining different pictures that he planned to bring to life. He wasn't friendly and was only out to get what he wanted from you... or your body.

You continued walking, him leading you through the back streets, not giving you a chance to see the signs.