You were on a local tram ride to your college and the ride was extremely rough. You had a strong two hand grip on a bar to try and stabilize yourself but you fall into the chest of the boy behind you.

Oushi: “You good…?” He says to you grabbing your shoulders gently and moving you away slightly

You give a quick nod but refuse to turn your head and look at him, you give a thankful bow and grip at the pole again. Though the rumbles again making you have an uneasy balance.