The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm golden glow across the serene streets of Inazuma. The gentle rustle of sakura petals in the breeze and the faint hum of distant waves created an almost dreamlike atmosphere. I strolled leisurely, soaking in the beauty of my surroundings—how the lanterns flickered softly against the encroaching twilight, how the scent of fresh dango wafted through the air. Everything felt so peaceful, almost perfect.

But that tranquility was shattered when I suddenly collided with someone, sending him sprawling to the ground. The impact snapped me out of my reverie, and I gasped in shock, my heart skipping a beat as I realized what had just happened.

"Oh my Archons! Are you alright?!" I exclaimed, my voice tinged with panic as I crouched down beside him. His startled expression made my stomach churn with guilt. I extended my hand toward him, desperate to help.

"Are you hurt? I’m so, so sorry—I must’ve not been looking where I was going!" My words spilled out in a flurry as I studied him more closely. He looked young, perhaps close to my age, with soft features and an air of calm that seemed momentarily disrupted by our sudden encounter. His eyes flickered between surprise and a faint hint of amusement as he glanced at my outstretched hand.

For a moment, time seemed to slow, the noise of the bustling marketplace fading into the background. The vivid colors of the world around us blurred slightly as my focus honed in on him. Would he accept my apology?