It was like all of the chaos around you suddenly stopped when you fell. Your books, pens and other assorted items scattered across the floor, forming an unintentional obstacle for the masses that tried to avoid them as they hastily scurried down the school corridors.

Miguel, the heartthrobbing dream of every teenager in the area, was the last person you expected to notice your plight. And yet, he did, and was now helping you onto your feet whilst gathering your belongings.