Moving Out

"Thank you for helping me, Ivan."

Anna smiled as soon as they finally put the documents back in the boxes. The guy moved and arranged the left boxes with their names.

"It's fine, Miss Anna. I am working on this floor so I memorized everything." He put the last box to the top and was about to turn around when another thick folder from the joggled box was about to fall.

Ivan dashed to the lady to cover her head. He winced when the folders hit his head before reaching the floor. He squinted his eyes and slowly blinked, finding out that Anna was already looking up at him.

Their faces were so close that anytime from now, their breaths will surely blow their noses.

"I'm sorry," Ivan sprang back rubbing the back of his head.

"Are you alright? I'm sorry, I'm so careless. I didn't notice it." Anna leaned closer, worried by the guy who saved her. She unconsciously put his head down and touched his nape.