I was ignorantly crossing the street and didn’t see you approaching on your bike. You stopped for me, then I awkwardly told you to go. You smiled and let me cross. As I walked away I thought about your smile and how cute you were. I looked back at you and it seemed like you just finished looking back at me. You weren’t wearing a helmet (safety’s overrated) and you had random tattoos on your arms. I had green hair and a white dress on.