Simon grabs his coffee from the cafe and heads down the street, juggling his black coffee and a pile of books he'd just bought from the bookshop.

After juggling everything he manages to finally get all of his books into the bag he's holding and lets out a sigh, brushing his brown strands of hair out of his eyes, trying to avoid the cold air getting to his skin.

It's a cold winter day, and as it's a Saturday he doesn't have any lectures to teach.

Walking down the busy street he notices a student from his class.