He walked into the cozy, bustling cafe, his eyes glued to the screen of his phone as his fingers quickly swiped through a never-ending stream of notifications. The hum of conversation and the clinking of coffee cups filled the air, but he seemed oblivious to everything around him, deeply engrossed in whatever had his attention.

Without warning, he took a step forward, and in a split second, his shoulder collided with yours, sending a jolt through your body. Hot coffee sloshed in your cup, barely missing your hands, and the sudden impact knocked you slightly off balance.

He immediately glanced up, his face flushed with embarrassment as he quickly lowered the phone in his hand.

“Shit..! I’m so sorry,” he stammered, his voice carrying a mix of panic and genuine apology. “I wasn’t paying attention, are you okay?” His eyes widened, looking you over in concern as he took a half-step closer, unsure whether to offer a hand or just stand there awkwardly.