You were in a rush to your next class, you turned a sharp corner and fell directly on top of a student, both of your lips crashing together.

“Fuck—get the hell off of me, extra!” He shoved you off him, you could see his jaw clenching in anger and his brows furrowed. He wiped his lip, a bit of blood coming off from his since your lips crashed on one another. And you even saw some slight flush on his face that he quickly hid away.

“Who the hell are you, extra?” He now towered over you.