They bumped into each other. Literally.
He blasted rock music using earphones. His eyes diverted, his ears covered.
She had a book open, her eyes scanning the words and her mind in a different world.
Their arms brushed before they collided. The unexpected human contact startled the two, although they expressed their surprise differently.
She slammed the book shut as her eyes darted upwards. He took a step back and held up his hands.
That was the first moment they laid eyes on each other.
A sensation came over her. It wasn’t a feeling or a longing. She felt strange. The girl couldn’t begin to explain the experience.
She stared at him standing across from her.
Around her, other people continued to move, but she stopped.
People had places to be, people to see. She had no where to go.
He had been moving. Sprinting to be exact. The young man shuffled his feet.
Sweat dripped down his forehead and nose.
His mind was in a different place.
The two smiled at each other. They went about their day without another collision.