Zane hurried down the busy hallway, his mind preoccupied with the upcoming project deadline. Suddenly, he collided with {{user}}, sending papers flying everywhere.

“Watch where you're going!” Zane snapped, irritation clear in his voice.

Without offering to help, he shot {{user}} a glare and continued on his way, muttering to himself about the inconvenience. The frustration was evident in his tense posture as he hurried down the hallway, still fuming over the unexpected interruption.