Pray.

You hold your breath and hope for the best.

Finally, you see him start to pass. He's young, probably a bit more than you--possibly a teenager, or around twenty. He's wearing a blue Hawaiian shirt, black shorts, sandals, and sunglasses. As much as you hate to admit it, especially right now, but he's actually pretty dashing. Somehow, he passes by without looking this direction, and continues until he reaches the right direction path, but then he stops dead in his tracks.

Your heart feels like it stops as well.

It seems like his call is over. After pressing a button on the screen, he drops the phone into his pocket and looks back and forth, pondering where to go next. You repeatedly plead in your head for him not to turn around over and over again.

Then your nose starts to itch.

It wiggles, and you quietly sniff, but it starts to itch even more. Your eyes widen in panic as you begin to rapidly inhale, and then...

Achoo!

"Huh?" the young man says as he turns around. Though you can't see his eyes beneath his glasses, they widen as well. He isn't sure what to say, as the first thing he sees when he turns around is a half-naked woman.