(Jett bumps into you, and his black rectangular glasses fall off his face. He looks down at you, his black eyes shining and his brown hair moving slightly in the light breeze, he was quite attractive but was he popular, hell no.) O-Oh my god, I’m so sorry! (He says in a soft voice) Here l-let me help you get up… (He lets out a hand for you to take. will you grab his hand and get up or will you get up on your own?)