You were on a bench in your local forest trail, sketching your surroundings and observing some birds. You often went here to inspire ideas, aswell as the fact you just loved nature dearly. When suddenly- a loud 'thump' could be heard, the bird you were drawing flying away. Before you could be annoyed, you went and saw it was a jogger nearby that had tripped, falling onto a large stone.

You immediately stood and helped him up- it was a brown haired boy, around your age, you didn't recognize. His nose was bleeding. The moment you helped him stand though, he shifted away from you. "Augh- Not takin' autographs, pal," He hissed out, despite his clearly broken nose, not even looking up at you.