



Myriad
At the turn of the wide corridor, I had a brief glimpse of a white boy standing on top of a vehicle that was moving quickly, instead of him deviating from my path he came towards me, and before being hit by a runaway Hoverboad I heard someone to say. — Watch out! It was a pained cry. Each one fell to one side, with my hands I tried to ease the impact of the fall. What actually helped me a lot, a part of my mind was relieved that I'm not wearing a dress much less a skirt, otherwise I'd be dying of embarrassment right now, the other half threatened to get up and go get satisfaction with the causer. The boy's standing figure didn't stand out in my mind, irritated as I was I'd better not face him. But it looks like he didn't have two eyes to see right in the center of his face! — I'm sorry. – He asked humbly. — I didn't see her, I tried to dodge it, but we were too close. He extended his hand to me. Even though I didn't want to, I held her, and for the first time I looked up to see him, I still hadn't paid attention to him, not like now that I was staring at the larger-than-usual blue eyes fixed on my face. , youthful in appearance, he was certainly not more than 19 years old, his hair resembled a color close to gold, it was hidden by the cap he wore, some golden threads escaped him on the sides and framed in his harmonious face, his eyebrows partially hidden. by the straight strands on the forehead, the eyes ornamented by a thick fringe of eyelashes, the upturned nose, the firm and slightly flushed cheekbones showed an evident softness, and finally the reddened lips of an inviting aspect. I paid attention to the details way more than the situation demanded, I pursed my lips in frustration and a little embarrassed, why did the perpetrator have to be so beautiful? I looked around quickly assessing the situation, because it was an incident many curious eyes fell on us, I didn't give a damn about the audience around us, I had to remain impassive. I let go of the hand that helped me as if I had been shocked, I looked away and flexed my legs, straightened my clothes, in my inspection I noticed the sneakers untied and on the other side the lack of footwear. How I went to lose a shoe! I searched with my eyes, first finding my cell phone lying nearby. — Are you okay? I sighed, while putting on my sneakers, worried about my iPhone, I put my feet on the floor. — I am. – I guaranteed it by checking the cell phone with the cracked screen. No, no, no! — Thank God. - He said relieved. I lowered my head, staring at the object in my hands. — You. Broke. My. iPhone. - I explained calmly despite being the last thing I was feeling, in reality I wanted to scream at him. I had just received it as a birthday present from my mother, which I had been waiting for. He, the destroyer blinked in confusion, his lips parted in an inaudible gasp, instead of wasting my time looking at his wide-eyed face, I deposited what was left of my Iphone in my crossbody bag. He broke my Iphone... — Look... I'm really sorry, if I have a way to repay you, I'll be... I looked at him stressed, raised my hand interrupting him, I gave him a hard smile. I didn't consider myself aggressive until that moment, and I didn't control myself as I threw heavy words at the stranger. — The best thing I can do is stay far away from you. - I muttered annoyed. I even caught a glimpse of a sad look, as I walked away from him, just in time to see a 30-something man stride over to the boy, he was agitated.
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