Authors pov :
Ekansh was moving through the garden, eyes glued to his phone, paying attention to nothing — until he collided hard with someone. They both tumbled to the ground together, landing straight in a patch of fresh mud — Ekansh on top, one hand braced to keep their faces from smashing together.
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