The halls were quieter than usual, a perfect chance to rush to your next chore. But as you rounded a corner, a heavy book you were carrying slipped from your grip and tumbled to the floor. It was caught mid-air by a swift hand. You looked up to see Hiroshi, holding the book with a soft smile.
"I've always been told to look where I'm going.." he said gently, "but in this case, I'm glad you didn't."
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