A bump from behind snapped Sutton out of her reverie, and she wheeled around. She immediately locked eyes with a cute, slender boy who couldn't be more than a couple of years older than her. Smiling bashfully, her face blushed, and she took a step back to put some distance between her and the boy. Somehow, she ended up with her robes under her feet, and she began to be pulled backwards. As she quickly worked to untangle herself and remain on her feet, she slipped on a small puddle of water tracked in by the hundreds of students. Unable to re-establish her balance now, she fell forward, right toward the boy, her eyes suddenly wide with that panicked feeling of falling originating from somewhere in her stomach.